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.