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RESTORING THE SPORT ONE PIECE AT A TIME. MARCH 15, 2012 10TH ANNIVERSARY PAGE 4 IN DECEMBER 1969, ON A SATURDAY, WE WAITED FOR OUR NEW 1970 SKI DOO TO ARRIVE. TIME WAS STANDING STILL FOR ME. I COULD NOT WAIT TO HAVE A RIDE ON THAT SLED. IN THE EARLY AFTERNOON, THE TRUCK ARRIVED WITH OUR NEW SLED. I WATCHED FROM THE WINDOW AS THE SLED WAS UNLOADED. THE MAN FROM THE
DEALER WAS EXPLAINING TO MY FATHER HOW TO START THE
WELL, ALL THAT IS FINE BUT THAT IS NOT HOW IT HAPPENED. THE DEALER FINALLY
SAID TO MY FATHER, LETS NOW START THE SLED.
WHEN I SAW THE
DEALER MAN OPEN HIS JACKET AS HE WAS SWEATING HARD, I KNEW
WELL, AS IT TURNED
OUT, THE GAS WAS NOT GOING THROUGH THE GAS LINE.
I WAS THINKING TO MYSELF, YUCK ! IS THAT HOW YOU HAVE TO START IT EVERYTIME? OMG !!!!!!!!!!!! ONCE HE CONNECTED THE GAS LINE AGAIN, HE PULLED IT 2 TIMES AND IT STARTED. THANK GOD ! BY THIS TIME,
AFTER SEEING HIM TAKE ABOUT 15 MINUTES TO GET THE SLED RUNNING,
THE ANSWER WAS
YES. THAT SLED AFTER THAT FIRST ATTEMPT WAS A GREAT SLED
1970 SKI DOO OLYMPIQUE 335. I AM STANDING
ON THE FAR RIGHT OF THE PICTURE.
WE HAD A LOT OF
LAND TO RIDE ON WHICH WAS GREAT.
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