Finally! We're on
the trails again. Seems like it's been a while. We had a good Friday group
together this weekend trip, with time to play before dinner. So we
gathered up the troops and headed down the valley to the only logical route to
the dinner spot, though the mud!
something different each time we hit the trails up here. This time
Eric brought his golf clubs along with a bag of old golf balls. hey,
this looks like a good place to drive a few! Thhwapp!
Then it was into the valley and through that mud pit along the creek that
came out of nowhere last time up here.
Carl makin' waves in his TJ.
This was one of our typical crossing spots. The
creek was high and running fast with all the rain in the past few days so we
opted to cross here where the water would be lower. Unfortunately, a
6-wheeler crossed the path. I tested the waters thinking I could climb the
bank next to the 6-wheeler and pull it up and out of the way. But the water was
pushing pretty hard on the truck with it only to get deeper as I crossed. It
wasn't worth the risk of getting washed downstream so we had to backtrack.