BOB-part 3

Well, I just shared my blogs about Bob with Greg, & he informed me that we did not call Bob "the Scout". Greg called him "Rover". I obviously had a totally different description of him! Geez! No wonder we got into so much trouble when we followed him around!! Anywayyyyy, I'm still gonna miss him a lot--my buddy,my friend. By the way, did I say that I hope that there are snowmobiles in heaven? If there aren't any, he ain't staying there!!!!!!!!i'mstillfeelingsadmissingbob

BOB-part 2

Anywayyy--we have snowmobiled with Bob ALL over Caribou county & most of Bear Lake county, lots of Wyoming, & some of Utah. We've spent many hours in the cab of our pickup truck just having fun guessing what group was singing each song on the radio--Bob almost always knew the band before we did--although Greg usually came in a close 2nd. I'm an idiot when it comes to details--I only know the words to the songs not who wrote or recorded it! (What's more important anyway?!). I always felt so sad when we'd unload his sled & drop him off at his warehouse. I knew he had no one to go home to; but, I guess that's the way he wanted it. I have so many memories that are flooding through my mind. Greg, & Bob, & I sledded together for so many years. I had to stop about 10 or so years ago because of DDD & I think Greg was relieved--Bob & I were always scheming to go out after the first snowfall of the season or trying to figure out how long we were going to be able to get through the mud & up the mountain at Strawberry. Bless his heart, Greg would shake his head & load up the sleds. I'll miss Bob. Just seeing him around town every other day or so always made me smile because it made remember that because of him I have some awesome memories!! THANKS, BOB!!!!!!!!!

BOB-part 1

Greg & I lost a dear friend on Friday. BoB. He died at the age of 55 in an avalanche doing what he loved to do most--snomobiling in the Wyoming mountains. Bob was what some people called a chore, a pain in the butt, annoying--the list could go on that way for quite a long time; but, the guy was our friend & would do anything for anybody that needed something & then more. He really had a heart of gold. We have so many memories of snowmobiling with Bob. We called him the "Scout" since he always wanted to go places that I was nervous about, so we'd send him out to check to see if he was sure Marian on her little Phazer could make it. He usually always came back & said "no problem!". That was usually a lie!! He had much more faith in me than I ever had in myself. Poor Greg! He always had to take my wrath when I'd get stuck or wreck my sled when it was really Bob's fault!! (Butthead!) I called him that more than once to his face--never seemed to faze him at all since I'd end up going where ever he wanted to go anyway even though I was bitching all the way! I'll never forget our trips to Dubois,WY & exploring the Wind River Range with Bob--which included snowmobiling to the "Line Shack" & partaking of a wonderful meal washed down with plenty of "Cactus Juice" & then "weaving" our way back down the mountain to the pickup & trailer where Greg usually had his hands full trying to get 2 drunks & 3 snowmobiles loaded & back to Dubois!