Gravel, finally. RK releases his seat belt, windows go down, the dogs perk up, lift their heads and stick noses out the window. Gravel and dirt lead to the good places:
If you are anything at all of a morning person, you’ve figured out that it is a whole lot darker in the morning these days.
We were in the final days of a 3-week big bike vacation, with stops at Silver Star, Whistler, Squamish, Bellingham, Sandy Ridge and Teton Pass.
The West isn’t perfect, but life is full of trade-offs and I figure, at least when it comes to public land usage, that I win in the end.
We have a history of exploring all over Southern Utah, but this time we were out looking for trout, which took us to even more new places.