Seems like the whole time you are hanging at Bear Lake you are always wondering if you are actually in Utah and or Idaho. The border literally runs right through the middle of the lake. Regardless, both sides kick much ass.
Rex and me, hanging on a sandy beach on the very far northern reaches of Bear Lake, Idaho.
Shannon and Chels, still in Idaho......
Me and Chels, yep, two feet from where the last picture was taken, still........in Idaho.
Wait, what happened? Shannon and Me, a few miles away from the last pictures, high up in the Cache Mountains, now.......in Utah!
Matt and Shannon, with Paris Peak in the background. We went on an epic 30 mile single track loop, where, the trailhead was in Idaho, but the riding was in Utah. Didn't matter, it was all the same....badass!
High up in the mountains, looking over the other side toward Logan, UT.
Just because something isn't safe doesn't mean it isn't fun.....Me, trying to keep the stereotype of moto fanatics alive, using blatant disregard for warming and authority!
Matt took all of these shots with his phone, so, they are a bit fuzzy, but the sweetness of this ride with variance of terrain (big, technical climbs, mud, stream crossings, big open 4th gear meadows, etc.) was crystal clear.
Meanwhile, while we rode dirtbikes and punished the environment in the name of fun, Chels, the far better steward of the world than us, soaked up the rays and gorgeous waters of Bear Lake.
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