The first thing I noticed when we got there was that I was the only guy on a quad. Everyone else was on a dirt bike. I’m still not sure if this was a sign of things to come, or if dirt bikes are just that much more popular in Utah.
We ended up with an odd crew. Jake was on his new bike, Jed was on his bike, Tiffany was on their 400ex, Will was on his 450r, Katie was on Burkes 80, and Kate and I were on my Grizzly. That’s right Kate went on her first real 4 wheeler ride.
Despite leaving my house at 6:30 instead of 5:30 like I had wanted too, I think the trip went near perfectly. We got in a good couple hours riding. No one got hurt. And Kate came!
We decided that it was time to go and ride Long Hollow up Spanish Fork Canyon. I don’t know who’s idea it was to get up and 5:15 am to ride but we got up anyhow!
The track is pretty sweet, however it isn’t quite finished yet. First of all it has no jumps. This kind-of disappointed me because I love jumps. One S turn about 3/4 of the way through the track wasn’t quite finished yet and had some rough spots. It was also very very dusty.
Sam and I went riding on friday. We debated going a few places, but ended up going out by Elberta. It’s only about 30 minutes from Sam’s house in Payson, so we figured we could get 3 or 4 hours of riding in before it got dark.
Sam was on his bike and I was on my Z. Unlike the Grizzly, the Z and a bike can fit into the back of my truck, so we were able to ride in 1 vehicle without a trailer which was nice.
Last weekend I went to visit my parents in St. George and we brought along the quads for a short trip to Sand Hollow.
I forgot the camera again. I really can’t believe I did. I went through a ton of effort making sure we got the camera to St. George, and that it had fresh batteries and enough room on the memory stick. Then I left it on the kitchen counter at the condo. Ugh. We managed to get a few videos with Jared’s phone, but I expect the quality will make YouTube look like HD.
Jared, Sam and I went to Little Sahara last weekend. This is the first time I’ve gone to the dunes in the middle of the winter. Sam rode his bike, and Jared and I switched back and forth on my Grizzly and my Z. It was a different riding experience than we normally have in the dunes, but it was still a blast.
I’ve gone riding the last 3 weekends in a row. I have to ask myself why didn’t I do this all summer long? These haven’t been long rides. We’ve been back by noon every day. It has been a blast however. Sure I wish I had time every week to camp for a few days on the Arapeen or Paiute trails but I don’t. What I do have time for is a few hours of Saturday morning riding at one of the trails close by. I know I couldn’t have done it every Saturday, but I could have done it a whole lot more than I did.
We went up to Joe’s cabin for the 24th. The weather was awesome. It had just rained so it wasn’t horribly dusty and the temperature was great. The altitude helped with that I’m sure.
We went for a few rides with the girls and kids. With them it was mostly just cruising around the main roads. I was packing Kate the whole time and boy does she love riding. For some reason though, she thinks a quad is some kind of mechanical rocking chair. It puts her to sleep every time.
We got loaded up on Thursday and left the office by 5:15. Natalie and Megan were iffy up until the time we left, and neither ended up coming. Our crew ended up being Jim, Jed, Sam, Mike, Richard, and Jen and Christi (sp?) friends of Jed and Richard.