After a glorious week off, it was back to the grind yesterday. Our trip began in Moab and then after four nights we drove to Duck Creek Village. We rented a cabin with friends, they were driving up from Vegas and meeting us there. We got an early start and arrived before two o'clock even with a stop in Panguitch for groceries and road block from a herd of sheep. We had the cabin to ourselves for a few hours. It gave us time to get settled, wash our clothes from the first leg of the trip and relax a bit. The cabin was perfect! We rented it via VRBO.com it was reasonably priced and it had everything we could need. Even the deer were quite fond of it.
Our friends arrived, we helped them settle in and then we fired up the grill and Frank prepared us a steak dinner. Afterwards, we took the ride in the RZR to Aspen Mirror Lake. We planned to watch the sunset, but it took a little longer than expected. We rode a bit and returned to the cabin. We spent the rest of evening around the campfire.
Friday morning our friend's dad rented a RZR so he could join us on the trails. We rode some shorter trails before lunch so he could get a feel for driving. We grabbed a bite at the cabin and then headed out for a 80 mile cruise. Duck Creek is a great place to ride. It's cool, we never saw above 70 and the air is crisp, the trails are marked (better in some areas, worse in others), it's extremely scenic and there is a variety of terrain and challenges. There are a few places I like better, but this is a prime spot for summer. Most visitors didn't arrive until Friday evening so we pretty much had the trails to ourselves. We cruised until 7:30, grilled pork chops and kept warm by fire.
Saturday, we rolled out and finished up the trails Frank and I had yet to explore. We've rode about 250 miles of trails in Duck Creek. The 1 is still my favorite. It's what we rode two years ago, when I busted my ankle. The 7 was pretty neat too and well off the beaten path. We saw some great overlooks. On the way back we hit a rock weird and it snagged the tire and it caused two slow leaks. Rather than plug the tire or put on the spare, we filled the tire with air and drove it back to camp. Stopping a few times to refill the tire. It did the trick and Frank was able to plug the holes back at camp, thankfully; it was doubtful it would hold since they were in the side wall. But we were all good. We went to Navajo Lake to see if the fish were biting - they weren't, and then we had tacos for dinner and enjoyed one last night by the fire. We hoped to see the meteor shower but there wasn't much activity, we were too early.
Sunday we headed home. We have the RZR a bath, we got it a little dirty, unpacked and relaxed a bit before heading to my brother's to watch Breaking Bad. It's return is bitter sweet. It did not disappoint. Though, it's terribly sad that there is only seven episodes left. Anyhow, it was a nice way to end a much needed break.
I have much to share about Moab, but I took so many photos there it's going to take a bit for me to sort through them all.