On Friday we camped North of Vernal in a grove of trees along the highway. We were looking to stay away from people, but it seemed that the Summer had attracted everyone imaginable. We decided to take a dirt road down a hill and into a valley that we thought would prove promising. As we started down the dirt road, it quickly took a huge turn for the worse. Before we had time to turn around, we were in a single track Jeep trail with 12” ruts and about a 25% grade. We carefully and fully maneuvered our bikes down to the bottom of the hill where the road transitioned into a mud trail where a very small water source crossed. Scott did very well crossing these trails, but I had a slightly more difficult time overcoming the mud and some of the ruts with a bike that weighs nearly 800 lbs.
To add a bit of irony, we traveled a few hundred yards up the road and found a dirt road that was arguably nicer than some of the highways that we had crossed in getting there.
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