So, we borrowed a friend’s truck and went out to Moab again for another dirt biking adventure. I took a pretty hard fall in the sand, and then freaked out for …two days. I really didn’t want to fall again and just felt nervous constantly. Apparently that just makes it worse. But, we were on some beautiful trails the second day and saw deer. It would’ve been a bit more enjoyable if I weren’t afraid I was going to die the whole time.
Then, for the non-biking part of the trip we drove 4 or 5 more hours to Bryce Canyon. It was definitely worth the trip.