YukonMontanaTannerTrapper
Explorer
THANKS GUYS.....
tgil.....I also explored quite a few caves in my younger days. During my late teens we would spend weekends hiking in the Appalachian Mountains and through word of mouth from locals we would discover remote caves in farmers fields or on national forest lands. We doned construction hardhats with carbide lanterns and wore army fatigues over our clothes. Some of the cave entrances were so small that we'd have to crawl on our bellies through thick mud for several hundred feet maybe and then the rooms were there. I've also stuck my head into a few cool caves on the Wall in the Cayman Islands while scuba diving. If you don't know the Wall....Google it.....simply amazing ! There's literally a straight drop off of thousands of feet into the abyss.....
Douglas, Arizona certainly is not a destination town but here we were once again headed for Douglas, Arizona. It had been quite sometime since weather played such a large part in my decision making but Yukons desire to be outside as much as possible was all the motivation I needed to return once again. Here the visitors center has beautiful green grass.....and she just loved to lay there.....it brought a smile to my face. That night we grabbed a pizza with cheese filled crust.....she ate the entire crust.....we stayed the night.....
The following day we drove just a little to the north to check out Leslie Canyon National Wildlife Refuge.....
It looked to be out of the rain zone.....and that was all that really mattered.....
There was a road sign a few miles prior to this bridge that said "Bridge Ahead Weight Limit 8 Tons".....I calculated my weight and we continued on.....not quite that fat.....
The sign at the bridge was in disagreement.....I stopped.....I thought for a moment.....and then I floored it.....and we lived.....
Soon it began to drizzle and the drizzle was soon to change to a steady rain. The road turned to mush and all I could think of was what if we get stuck and what if Yukon has an issue. It made me nervous and I needed out.....
A rig of my size needs a pretty good size spot to turn around and when I finally saw my opportunity I seized it.....
It was beautiful here but we only saw the western half of the refuge.....that was fine by me.....
We backtracked, crossed the bridge, lived again, waited for the rain to subside, and then took off on foot.....there was more to see.....more to explore.....
tgil.....I also explored quite a few caves in my younger days. During my late teens we would spend weekends hiking in the Appalachian Mountains and through word of mouth from locals we would discover remote caves in farmers fields or on national forest lands. We doned construction hardhats with carbide lanterns and wore army fatigues over our clothes. Some of the cave entrances were so small that we'd have to crawl on our bellies through thick mud for several hundred feet maybe and then the rooms were there. I've also stuck my head into a few cool caves on the Wall in the Cayman Islands while scuba diving. If you don't know the Wall....Google it.....simply amazing ! There's literally a straight drop off of thousands of feet into the abyss.....
Douglas, Arizona certainly is not a destination town but here we were once again headed for Douglas, Arizona. It had been quite sometime since weather played such a large part in my decision making but Yukons desire to be outside as much as possible was all the motivation I needed to return once again. Here the visitors center has beautiful green grass.....and she just loved to lay there.....it brought a smile to my face. That night we grabbed a pizza with cheese filled crust.....she ate the entire crust.....we stayed the night.....
The following day we drove just a little to the north to check out Leslie Canyon National Wildlife Refuge.....
It looked to be out of the rain zone.....and that was all that really mattered.....
There was a road sign a few miles prior to this bridge that said "Bridge Ahead Weight Limit 8 Tons".....I calculated my weight and we continued on.....not quite that fat.....
The sign at the bridge was in disagreement.....I stopped.....I thought for a moment.....and then I floored it.....and we lived.....
Soon it began to drizzle and the drizzle was soon to change to a steady rain. The road turned to mush and all I could think of was what if we get stuck and what if Yukon has an issue. It made me nervous and I needed out.....
A rig of my size needs a pretty good size spot to turn around and when I finally saw my opportunity I seized it.....
It was beautiful here but we only saw the western half of the refuge.....that was fine by me.....
We backtracked, crossed the bridge, lived again, waited for the rain to subside, and then took off on foot.....there was more to see.....more to explore.....
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