We like Utah

It seems like every time we head south to go hang out in Utah, it is always a ton of fun.....

Shannon and Chels jumping for joy because they are so stoked to be hiking down in the canyon of the Jones Hole, in Dinosaur National Park. And, the weather finally cooperated enough to wear shorts and t-shirts!

Myself and Matt, getting ready to nail some fish.

Hiking along the banks of the Jones Hole River.

Shannon and Chels hiked down to the confluence of the Jones Hole to it's eventual meeting up with the Green River, 5 miles down the canyon. Matt and I fished and caught a ton of nice rainbows.

Awesome hanging with the Happe's. See you in Montana in a little over a month.

Chels and Shannon came across these amazing petroglyphs on their hike. Easily some of the most intact, clear, and badass ones I have ever seen.

The Jones Hole is the bomb...shhhhhh, don't tell your friends!

It did a rain/snow mix the last night we were down there and made things pretty muddy. We got the grand idea to go for one last moto before heading home. It ended up turning into an epic adventure, lots of mud, a blown clutch, and damaged ego's!

This picture doesn't really do the conditions justice, but the road we cruised out on to try and get on some singletrack was a clay based dirt road that was literally like quicksand. This is a shot of me trying to navigate the mud while Matt and Shannon's bike lay stranded, helpless, and utterly destroyed!

Episodes like this one are why I love living in the West. This shot is such a great snap shot of what is so awesome about living where we do.

We literally got so stuck in the mud that we couldn't ride our bikes out of it. Matt burned up his clutch trying. Just when things were going from bad to really bad, these two guys came barrelling down the road with their old truck, trailering a couple of 4 wheelers. They could see our plight, ended up unhooking their 4 wheelers, putting our bikes on their trailer, and gave us a ride all the way back to our camping spot, many miles down the road. All they wanted in return......"When you come accross us stuck next time, you can help us out."

We loaded up the bikes and took them to the nearest carwash in Vernal and literally threw down over $60 in quarters getting the rigs cleaned up.

Shannon, the moto model.