We rode some trails I've never ridden.
The hardest two days I've ever ridden.
If you have spent much time in the amazing Sacramento District of the Lincoln National Forest, you see that a majority of landmarks end in "Canyon". I am not exactly sure why the Old Timers did this, other than many of these natural features offered the easiest path to build railroad tracks and logging paths, so they all were named on maps. Canyons in the Sacramento vary in form from relatively broad valleys (Russia Canyon) to narrow passages like Thousand Mile or Corral Canyons. Many of the narrow ones are watersheds when it rains. All of them feature a high elevation end and a lower elevation end. Some are quite steep.
So that background leads us to Saturday with Sander, Craig and I resting at the entrance to a steep, narrow watershed canyon, at 9000 feet elevation. (I don't name anything specifically on line, sorry).
Me: Y'all ever been down that?
Sander: No, but I went part of the way up one time.
Me: Wanna try it?
Sander: Well what if we can't get through since there is probably a bunch of deadfall since it is so early in the season.
Me: It's fine. Wanna go?
Sander: Well......
Me: You will make it.
Craig: Hey what about me? Can I make it?
Me: Yes! It is steep and downhill so we will all get down by gravity if it comes to it.
Sander and Craig: Hmmmm......
Me: Let me check it out and I will holler back up. (I go 50 feet down out of sight and holler back). It looks great!
(We got down to the bottom, dropped close to 2K feet by the time we followed the connector trail down to the east end of the what was now the High Desert. Had a few challenges with hopping over some downed logs, dodging some deadfall, etc but all in all made nice time to the bottom).
Me, Sander, Craig (In Unison): Man that was fun!!!
That is what riding dirt bikes is all about right there.