Shortly after getting back on the Burr Trail, we hit this big grade called the Burr Trail Switchbacks. They weren't lying, there's a bunch of them. Apparently Kristal doesn't like heights much, so we didn't grab many pictures. It would've looked way cooler if we were going up, but they were still impressive.
Then the trail turned into more of a highway, actually smoother than most SoCal freeways.
Even with traffic.
Little reminders every once in a while that you need to stay on your toes.
I gotta admit, I could have a good time in a parking lot...as long as I'm driving something. Drifting the van and trailer around the curves at 60mph was pretty fun. If you "whip it good", the trailer throws a nice little roost. The pictures didn't do it justice so I won't waste bandwidth.
We met up with Dennis and Kyle without missing a beat. I soon realized we were heading into the mountains (remember, we were winging it). We stopped for lunch and to tell stories about how dumb we got the night before, then continued on.
I love mud...not sure why. It takes hours to clean everything!
It was right around here that we met a ranger. Nice guy. He talked to Kristal and I while Dennis and Kyle waited behind us. He asked where we were going and gave us a solid warning not to go over the pass, but detour around it. He said he drives this route all the time and even he wouldn't dare go over the pass with that much snow. We said goodbye and headed for the pass. I think he knew it but smiled and waved.
Then we started our decent into Hanksville.
I'll post more tomorrow hopefully. I gotta get back on the road. Hope you are enjoying the write up and I'm sorry it's taking forever.
