Wheel'n in Effie

Here we are atop a huge rock. It was our mission. Our destination. It was about 10 miles from camp. It took us about six hours to get there and back. It was worth it. It was beautiful up there. It was a little scary climbing the big rock, especially on my bald tires. But I made it up there.

As you can see, fashion is not a consideration for myself while riding. But it's always a good day when I can drag out the old red rubba boots. Gitty up! On the contrary for my friend Robin. She always looks good!

Makita found himself in a bit of a situation. There was plenty of mud to get into. Kurt is winding out Makita's winch to hook to his machine to get him out of there. The rest of us had just gone through this same spot. Even I made it through there on Dora the Explorer.

Here's a common sight. The entire road is under water. Makita is out there scouting in his waders. If he sinks like a rock we won't drive through there.

This was the hairiest part of the trial. This was taken on the way to the rock. On the way out we had to rebuild a portion of the bridge before we could go over it.

I had a great time. The weather was good. The campground was quiet. But camping is done now for the year. Our only camping left for this year will be this upcoming weekend in Atlanta for the Nascar race.