Blackdawg
Dr. Frankenstein
well..I guess it did its job..sort of.
“Tagged the tcase there, watch your line!” I informed Dan and Mike over the radio..was pointless though as they both had belly skids. Still they swung a bit wider than I did to avoid too much contact.
The DeTour-83.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
2017-09-29 - 00057 - The De-Tour - Day 13 by Dan, on Flickr
The DeTour-84.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
IMG_4151 by mike digirat, on Flickr
The DeTour-85.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
IMG_4154 by mike digirat, on Flickr
IMG_4155 by mike digirat, on Flickr
Its was not getting late and the road was long. Camp was calling our names, the La Sal Mountains looking ever closer.
The DeTour-86.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
2017-09-29 - 00058 - The De-Tour - Day 13 by Dan, on Flickr
IMG_4158 by mike digirat, on Flickr
IMG_4159 by mike digirat, on Flickr
IMG_4161 by mike digirat, on Flickr
The road twisted and turn and constantly had washes to cross.
The DeTour-88.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
The DeTour-89.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
The DeTour-90.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
The DeTour-91.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
2017-09-29 - 00059 - The De-Tour - Day 13 by Dan, on Flickr
2017-09-29 - 00060 - The De-Tour - Day 13 by Dan, on Flickr
“Tagged the tcase there, watch your line!” I informed Dan and Mike over the radio..was pointless though as they both had belly skids. Still they swung a bit wider than I did to avoid too much contact.







Its was not getting late and the road was long. Camp was calling our names, the La Sal Mountains looking ever closer.





The road twisted and turn and constantly had washes to cross.





