A few days ago DH talked me into taking a "little" ride on the ATV with him (it's a Polaris RZR, a side-by-side) and some friends, John & Emily. We were going to ride some trails J&E use for snowmobiling.
Now, I'm not a big fan of ATVs. I enjoy an occasional ride on the sand dunes at the coast. But mostly, no. In my wildest dreams, even when I was younger, I never imagined myself riding an ATV. This so-called "little" ride took over FIVE hours!! And it was on lava rock!! Do you know how rough lava rock is? We ended up doing quite a bit of "rock crawling". Have you ever seen them do that on TV? I have, and it scared the willies outta me. In person, it's worse!
J&E had never done this route except in snow. They hadn't a clue what was beneath (I give them the benefit of the doubt here). DH had no idea it would take so long. He gives me a "thumbs up" for being a good sport.
The scenery was stunning (of course, I forgot a camera)! The weather was perfect! We got to the top of the lava butte (they're called mountains, for pity sakes!). About that time I started wilting. Then we had to go back down! Argh!
Now, my back isn't good by any stretch of the word. I'm usually pretty careful. Whatever made me throw caution to the wind this time? I dunno! My lower back fared the best, it was fairly well braced. My mid back feels like it's broken! My neck aches 'cause my head was bouncing around like a bobble-head doll. Guess I'm paying the price for FIVE hours of folly!
This is a photo I took last year when we rode the ski lift up the mountain. Pretty huh?
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