I did not know it at the time but Rick, John,Clark and I rode the Road to Near Certain Death Saturday. I dang near got hot enough to meet my Maker.
Clark and I rode up to the crossing, Clark bails off in it , gets about half way and falls to at least a 45 degree angle. The water is dang near waist deep( it did not look it from the other side) was slick and slimy, and all the rocks were at a big angle. Not good.
I waded in to help but could not do much but help hold the bike up.
Rick and John show up and we get the drowned bike out on the far side. I was spent, Hot and tired.
I'm glad you guys took this picture. We were concerned enough to not get any pics.
John scouted West and Rick scouted East for a place to get across. Rick found that if we angled about 45 degrees down stream ,we could push the bikes across the boulders and out of the river then ride about 40 yards back to the trail. It was not easy . I had to quit them after the second bike. I felt totally useless.
In this picture we came out where the guy in the plaid shirt was standing.
We opted for a room and Buffet at the Lime Tree Inn that night.
Sunday we rode some class one back over to The Sticks Monument and headed West over the hill and came out on the Indian Highway .
Two questions
Is that part of the K Trail ? It goes by that Fire Tower!
Did you say that rode is Class Two?
It's pretty dang rocky!