cruiseroutfit
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Seeing as I am way behind on getting my trip reports all finished up and posted to my site, I may as well post some pics before the memories fade all together. If and when I get the actual report and gallery done, I'll post the link 
Perry and I had been chatting about an Feb Swell trip for a couple of months with a date in mind I invited a couple of regulars to join Perry, his father and I in the Swell. Perry and I had both talked to Paul from Equipt, he was in and as usual trusty old Richard was ready to go. We entered the Swell in Castle Dale, heading straight to the Wedge where we spent our first night. We awoke the next morning and lugged our way through the nasty mud to the MK Tunnels for a quick look around. Paul had never been and I wanted him to see these amazing landmarks before they disappear. After a bit of exploring we tucked tails and made way to Green River along the aptly named Green River cutoff road. The road was as nasty as I have ever seen it, mud blanketing the width of the road six or more inches deep. It was all we could do to keep the rigs on the road. Finally we made it back to the highway, over an hour to travel just a handful of miles along a normally high speed dirt road. We met Perry and his father at Ray's in Green River, enjoyed a burger and hit the road again.
Pics:
The rigs, The nasty mud along the GR Cutoff Rd, & MK Tunnels
Perry and I had been chatting about an Feb Swell trip for a couple of months with a date in mind I invited a couple of regulars to join Perry, his father and I in the Swell. Perry and I had both talked to Paul from Equipt, he was in and as usual trusty old Richard was ready to go. We entered the Swell in Castle Dale, heading straight to the Wedge where we spent our first night. We awoke the next morning and lugged our way through the nasty mud to the MK Tunnels for a quick look around. Paul had never been and I wanted him to see these amazing landmarks before they disappear. After a bit of exploring we tucked tails and made way to Green River along the aptly named Green River cutoff road. The road was as nasty as I have ever seen it, mud blanketing the width of the road six or more inches deep. It was all we could do to keep the rigs on the road. Finally we made it back to the highway, over an hour to travel just a handful of miles along a normally high speed dirt road. We met Perry and his father at Ray's in Green River, enjoyed a burger and hit the road again.
Pics:
The rigs, The nasty mud along the GR Cutoff Rd, & MK Tunnels