None of us had ridden this particular trail before. I liked it because it was trail riding, as apposed to dune riding which is what Mr. Cactus likes best. The scenery was spectacular.
Gayle has a fancy new 4-wheeler that can just about go anywhere.
This land was purchased from the Piute Indians in 1862.
Mr. Cactus brought his GPS and a map to make sure we stayed on the right trail. There were so many forks in the road, he and Barry had to confer quite often.
We rode for quite a few hours. I like to go a lot slower than the guys, so I stayed in the back of our line up.
The trails were very dusty. I "ate" everyone else's sand.
When I took off my goggles and helmet, my face was lined with dirt. Paul insisted he take a picture of me. He said "Mom, I don't think I've ever seen you this dirty!" (I'm the one who nags about keeping things clean). But we were in the desert, and I had a great time! Gayle had brought a "swifter" duster to clean off their goggles, and offered to dust my face off. Now that's a true friend.
The elevation range is from 5,600-6,300 feet.
Gayle and Barry
We stopped to eat our lunch at a high rock promontory called Barracks Trail. This area has a spectacular view of Zion National Park in the distance and we could see the East Fork of the Virgin River below. Barry decided to hike down the mountain part way to take pictures.
After riding for several hours in this very remote area, I asked Mr. Cactus where the nice Utah Parks department hides their restrooms. That Mr. Cactus is always prepared. He handed me his backpack that contained a special pocket just for T.P... hmmm... getting dirt all over my face is one thing...