For Jon’s birthday we took a dirt-biking trip to Moab with Jon’s brother and his fiance. It would’ve been a relatively cheap camping vacation, except that almost every road home was closed due to snow or a rockslike. We ended up waiting it out for the night in a hotel. I have to admit that a hot shower was sounding pretty good after all that cold and rain and camping grime, so I didn’t mind spending the extra money.
I think I did pretty well on the bike for my first time riding off road. Jon was impressed at first, but then I tried to go down a steep hill too slowly and crashed, ruining my credibility as a natural.