This is the closest I have come to flipping my Max. Not because of the steep hill, but because the steep hill turned into a 20 ft. drop off near the bottom. In this picture, I had already been rescued from the top of the hill but I drove to the bottom to get an idea how far the drop off was.

We had ridden this hill just a few weeks earlier, so this time when it snowed, I was at the front of the group and started down the hill with no worries.

What I didn't know was that there had been a lot of grading going on near the bottom of the hill and there was now a 20 foot drop off. The snow hid this VERY well. I couldn't get stopped until my front, left tire was actually hanging over the edge.

From there, I was doing everything I could just to hold the sticks back to keep the machine from going over. I couldn't release my seatbelt and jump out. I couldn't put it in reverse and I couldn't motion to everyone behind me to stay where they were and that I needed help.

At the top of the hill, they were just watching and couldn't even tell that I was in trouble because the snow hid the drop off. Finally they realized what was going on and my brother-in-law climbed down with a winch to anchor the Max so I could climb out.

It was a tense few minutes that felt like an eternity. This is the first time I was mad that I had left the springs on my T20. After I was out safely, it still took over 45 minutes to get the Max back up the hill. It took another Max winching me from the back and two quads hooked to my winch on the front to eventually pull me back up the hill sideways.

What a day! Check out the other two pictures of the actual recovery here: