how fun is snowmobiling? who snowmobiles?

it's really really fun.  too bad i've never had the opportunity to actually get on one and do what they do.

right now i'm living on a very large lake in ohio, it's completely frozen.  seems like every night now the snowmobiles are out there making a whole lot of noise even if they're just passing through my part of the lake.  the thing is though, they come from way over there to the left where a snow-covered golf course is, swoop down onto the ice like it ain't no thang, and start acting like bozos on the ice.  after they're done clowning (haha getit) they head off to the right side of the lake and just slide on up to the hick bar on the far right side of where i can see sitting outside.  they are probably already drunk when they go out anyway, so why are they going to a bar?  to score some chicks?  i doubt any women in that bar would ever be described as 'chicks.' more like 'hens' or 'harpies.'  bitches cackle all of the time over there, freaks me out.

the people on the snowmobiles probably travel a few miles to get to their destination previously dubbed the harpy bar.  my question is what demographics ride these things from all the way over there to on the ice then to the bar?  i went to that bar a few times and everyone seemed to be in their late 30s, so i'm guessing that the people who ride their snowmobiles over there are over 35?  why would they constantly act so immaturely on the ice, making so much noise at 1:30 in the morning (sometimes 4am too).  maybe they're just there getting a drink before heading off to make noise around the rest of the lake.  if they're younger guys around my age, they must have pretty rich parents or have already made a decent living for themselves.  i do sometimes see a girl on one of the crafts, but can never tell if she's over 30 or not.  guess i will just have to work harder and not appear as such a scrub out on my roof smoking.  then maybe i could be as free as those guys and 30+/- girl.

---written from the perspective of the guy i saw sitting out on his roof last night, smoking a cigarette in the snow.  he's up there most of the time when we're out, but the low clouds last night made it easier to tell whose face it was.  i always feel him watching us go over there, which isn't that surprising since my apex is pretty loud and my friend dave has a really old ski-doo.  i'm pretty sure he's been to bob's because i saw him or someone very similar there last month sometime.  the guy i remember didn't stay for more than 15 minutes maybe because it was a friday, and that usually means there are a lot of scuzzy gents there getting a beer.

he probably doesn't have a sled based on his living conditions, but i don't know.  just thought it would be fun to make up a story from someone i recognized.  i have to make sure dave's girlfriend doesn't read this.