so, a funny story about my early departure
well, it was easy enough to find the power line road once i left camp....hooked a right and was on my way
since i had nobody in front/behind me, i was unsure as to what my pace should be...
so, i set out at about 30....maybe 35....had to brake for a dip or two...
then the moment when I realized why i should still wheel with others...
i was wiping dust off my radio so i could see it and wasn't paying 100% attention to the dirt road...
i hit a decent size woop....got so high my heart sank and I saw my cooler floating in the rear view mirror
came down incredibly hard....BAM!
coasted for a second...then gradually got back on the gas....killed all noise (radio/windows) to listen for possible damage...waiting for the inevitable CLANK CLANK CLANK....except, nothing
Dodged a major bullet there...
oh, and i kept going straight...even after the power lines merged with the big 5story tall towers...
saw the 10 and knew i was close....except, there was a locked gate at the end of the path with fence going what seemed like miles in both directions
after a closer inspection of the gate, i noticed that you can unravel a strand of the barbwire and release the gate without unlocking anything or plowing through it....WINNING!!!
All in all...a great experience and fun weekend!!