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I was leading the way up a narrow ledge trail toward
something called Jones Mountain. I was
driving one of Ford’s Flareside Pickup Trucks which was just a little too wide
for a section of the trail that had been covered with some fallen rock. To get through, I simply drove one side of
the pickup up on the wall and centered the other side in the trail. “See,” I said calmly. “Lots of room!”
“Wow!” Shutterbug shouted over the C.B. “This is the best trail I’ve ever been on.”
Blue Moon wasn’t so sure.
“We’re gonna call this trail, “’Crazy Outlaw Trail’, he giggled.
“I can’t watch,” Miss Blue groaned as she disappeared in the
back seat of the Bronco.
“Holy cow!” Rattler exclaimed! “I didn’t know that could be done!”
“You guys need a few more years of experience before you try
it,” I warned. “Wait here while I check
up ahead to see if the trail goes anywhere.”
We were in the San Juan Mountains and into the second day of
our 4Wheeling trip.
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