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Summer Guide 2006
- No Sweat
- The Great Indoors
- 'Oh, that's Grandma. She's just cleaning her gun.'
- Magic Carpet Ride
- The Coldest I ever was, by Wayne Garcia
- A Volley of Tiny balls
- Get Your Play On
- Hang In There
- The Swing of Things
- Head for the Pool
- All Shook Up
- Take me IN to the Ball Game
- The Coldest I Ever Was, by Kelli K
- Ice Cold
- The Coldest Beer in Town
- Myth Busting
- Milkshake Marathon
- The Coldest I Ever Was, by Leilani Polk
- The Cold War
- Summer on Ice
- Cutting the Ice
- Ice Age
- Ice: It's not All the Same
- Go Dry
- The Coldest I Ever Was, by David Warner
- Cool Rider
- Bubble Boy
- The Coldest I Ever Was, by Eric Snider
- Cold-Heart Snakes
- Play it Cool
- The Agony of Defeat
- The Coldest I Ever Was, by Joe Bardi
- Freeze Frames
- The Coldest I Ever Was, by Anne Arsenault
- Mix, Burn and Chill
- The Coldest I Ever Was, by Scott Harrell
- Lists of Summer
It was the second time I dumped the snowmobile that I truly realized just how frozen you can feel, lying in the snow 10,000 feet up in the Sierra Nevadas near Tahoe City, Calif. I would go on to flip the machine again (As my son, Nicholas, will be glad to tell you in detail, that makes three times I overturned on the snowmobile) before my journey up to the top of Mount Watson was complete during a spring vacation in 2004. I've been in lower temps, but never felt colder or more glorious. The snow fell lightly just as we began our journey; the landscape and sky were white except for the vivid hunter greens and red-browns of the trees as we flew by them at 35 miles per hour. In the middle of summer, I get out a photo of myself and the snowmobile and dream of falling off of it a fourth time.
