This last Weekend we traveled down to southern Utah to try our hand at a little Motorcycle riding. As we dropped down out of the fog we entered what is called the Ten Mile Whitewash. It was fifty feet wide and went as far as the eye could see. The white wash lead to a mouth of a canyon cut out of the slick rock by the years rain fall. It rose seventy-five feet on either. As the rain would fall it ran off of the rock into this little canyon. So the whole time we were riding through a few inches of water. Approaching the end we came upon a portion of the trail that appeared to be just like the rest. Much to our surprise it was three feet deep and filled with water. Needless to say we got a little wet.
This is at the end of the canyon. Starting from the left we have Steve, me (Taylor), Mike and Brian.....THE ROUGH RIDERS!
After the grulling ride through the canyon we hit the dunes for a little hot doggin'. You can't really tell but I landed where the arrow is at.Although the weekend was filled with fun and excitment
we couldn't wait to get back to our wives.
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That sounds like it was a lot of fun. Glad to see that you were all safe and wore your helmets!!!!
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