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March 13, 2004

Reprinted with permisson 
from the News & Sentinel
(Feb. 25, 2004 Edition)

 


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A DAY ON THE TRAILS WITH THE GROOMER

By John Harrigan
Phil Monson opened the throttle up on the nearly five-ton grooming machine
and eased it around a sharp corner on the approach to the summit of
3482-foot Dixville Peak. "This is the last place you want to meet someone
coming too fast on the wrong side of the trail," he said, craning his neck
to see.
The small clearing on the summit is a popular stopping and socializing place
for snowmobilers, and there were a dozen or so there when Phil backed the
groomer's 55 feet of length (machine and grooming sled) to turn it around
and then swung down to stretch his legs. Two of them walked over to say
hello and shake hands. "We just wanted to say thanks," one said. "These
trails are absolutely great. We sure appreciate what the club does."
As well he should. The Colebrook Ski-Bees Snowmobile Club, with 140 miles of
trails to maintain, faces one of the toughest challenges in the statewide
snowmobiling system in terms of total miles of trail, rugged topography, and
money spent on fuel, manpower and machinery. In these regards, the Ski-Bees
and their neighboring Swift Diamond Riders and Pittsburg Ridge Runners are
in a class by themselves.
Phil's trip, which took us around most of his normal 50-mile loop, began at
around 11 in the morning when, still tired from grooming well into the
previous night, he cranked the five-year-old, German-made groomer up and set
out from the Colebrook Country Club. Our route would take us out through
East Colebrook and down to the old Redwood Motel (now Ray and Shirley
DeMaio's Diamond Peaks emporium), up through East Columbia to the top of the
peak, and back through Columbia to the machine's storage place at the old 
Bungy Beavers clubhouse.


THIS SLED'S ALL BUSINESS The grooming sled dragged behind the machine has hydraulically operated blades and a set of retractable wheels for crossing roads, and brings the groomer's overall length to 55 feet.
NO ONE WANTS TO SEE THIS
Out-of-control riders coming too fast around the wrong side of the trail see this, and their folly leaves them little choice but to head for the woods. (Photos by John Harrigan)


WARM, POWERFUL, TUNED IN & DEMANDING Those words can fit both Phil Monson and the Ski-Bees' 1999 Piston Bully groomer, which has a super-heated cab, a turbo engine, a satellite phone in case of a remote breakdown, and a dozen things to watch and do at the same time.
 

The machine moves at up to eight miles an hour, depending on trail
conditions, how much work its blade and grooming sled need to do, and
traffic. The average speed is five miles an hour. The operator uses the
blade to knock the tops off humps in the trail and push them into hollows,
and to angle in snow from trailsides when needed. The grooming sled has a
series of blades to scrape and smooth snow, and can be adjusted by hydraulic
controls in the cab. On this day, a weekday, there was little traffic to
worry about, and during a day's worth of grooming we encountered only 98
machines.
Phil and the nine other regular and standby groomers have to be all
attention when they're at the controls. They have to run the groomer, keep
an eye on getting its blade past obstacles, watch the grooming sled to make
sure it's doing the right thing for the trail, listen for any change in the
sound of treads or engine that might spell trouble, and keep a sharp eye out
for oncoming traffic.
This last concern can put an operator's heart in his throat. "I've had them
barrel around a corner head-on, and then they have nowhere to go except
right off the trail and into the woods," said Phil. Sometimes an
out-of-control rider's sled will just flip. Nobody wants to hit the
groomer's huge blade, and so the woods or even a rollover stop looks better.
The groomer drivers are always hoping that no out-of-control sleds will come
around a blind corner or over a hilltop, but they know it can happen at any
moment, and it has.
The Ski-Bees club has upwards of 900 members, its membership having nearly
tripled as a result of the new state law requiring membership in a club to
qualify for the lower state registration fee. It has an annual budget of
between $250,000 and $300,000. It has two other grooming machines (a
Massey-Furgeson and another Piston Bully) and spends between $10,000 and
$12,000 on diesel fuel alone during its normal 12 weeks of grooming. Payroll
averages $2,000 a week, and then there are the repairs, and trail and bridge
maintenance, and hundreds of signs, fences and markers. To pay for all this
the club relies on membership dues, poker runs and other fundraisers, grants
from the state, and donations.
Good relations with landowners are of paramount importance to the club. Its
members know that without landowner confidence and permission for trails,
there would be little real snowmobiling in the North Country. The club's
trails cross land belonging to more than 340 private property owners, who
get nothing in return except whatever they might derive from the
trickle-down effects of what snowmobiling generates for the local economy.
Landowners do not have to allow motorized recreation to get the extra
Current Use tax break, so there's no payback there. But they do get friendly
waves from riders, and the heartfelt thanks of the club. They also get a
Landowners Appreciation social and dinner at the Country Club at the end of
each season, the Ski-Bees' way of saying a big "Thanks."
Phil is president of the club. He's careful not to call himself a regular
groomer operator or a trailmaster. "I'm just one of the backup operators,"
he said. Regular operators are Jim Therrien, Jamie O'Connor, Bruce Lyons,
Jim Salinia, Tom Soucy, and Davy Dame. Backup operators, besides Phil, are
Bruce Owen, Buddy Boudle and Clay Hinds. Bruce Owen is the trailmaster for
the north side of Route 26, Barry Graham Sr. for the south.
"I guess you could call me the trailmaster for wherever I need to be at the
moment," said Phil, as he maneuvered the groomer back onto the trail, 
watching for the icy spot that gave the machine a slippery time on the way up.
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