rewind: jeepin'

We've finally got the camera issue sorted out, so let's go back to jeepin' with H's parents!  H and his dad picked up our reserved jeep from Twisted Jeep Rentals first thing Monday morning.  This time we went with a four-door model (for ease of ingress and egress) and kept those doors on (for less chance of falling out).  We started out easy, with a warm-up ride out the Sand Flats road, to the Porcupine Rim trailhead and back.

L and P at Gemini Bridges

Next we went up the highway a bit to the Gemini Bridges road.  The first bit was as exciting as ever, as we met really the only traffic of the day on the one blind corner.  H's mom seemed glad that her side of the jeep was on the inside and not the falling-away cliff side.  We stopped at the popular Gemini Bridges area and walked out to the bridges.  There were a good number of people there, including one couple who were walking their tiny pet pig (!), Mycroft.  I got to pet Mycroft: she was very, very sweet and even wagged her tail like a dog; her people had to boost her up over some of the rocks because her legs were so short.

A motley crew

We continued on up to Route 313 where we turned left, then left again onto the Dead Horse Point road and then left once more onto the Long Canyon road.  Although we had done this route just last year, the road was much rougher, probably from all the precipitation Moab has had in 2019.  We didn't have to maneuver around any oncoming vehicles, however, and got through jostled but just fine.

Luxe lunch of PB&Js

At the bottom of Long Canyon, we turned right to continue out the Potash Road to the road to the Shafer Trail.  H's folks have seen that area a couple of times from the Dead Horse Point State Park pavilion; we wanted them to see it from down below.  After a quick snack at the national park's border, we drove out to the river overlook that is directly below the DHPSP pavilion.  We waved, in case anyone was watching us from up there.

Around 3:30 p.m., we'd all had enough so we retraced our steps, returned our faithful jeep and adjourned to the Moab Brewery to recap our day over beers.  Jeepin' is thirsty work, for sure.