Snow machines are very popular here in Momo land. Seems that the dairy farmers have time on their hands in winter, and like to burn fuel. But, except for a handful of shitheads, most riders just cruise on roads and trails. Two days ago, after riding and pushing my bike over the snow for 8.5 hours, a sledhead came by, asked how I was, and gave me a candy bar. Dude was a saint (probably Latter Day).