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A mountain biker warned Trapdoor and me not to go down Yoder Gulch. He said it was really nasty. Normally a comment like that becomes an irresistible dare but neither of us accepted the challenge on that day. We were too busy with another destination. “But that was then. This is now. The Outlaw is back.”
I had no way of knowing Trapdoor had gone down Yoder Gulch the day before. He and some friends had driven all the way from Denver just to see what was there. I also had no way of knowing how much difficulty they had getting down that trail. Or how much damage they had sustained. Trapdoor caved in the whole side of his truck when it slipped on some mud and went sideways into a tree. But then, it wouldn’t have mattered much if I had known. I would have gone anyway. Man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do
Just as I pulled off the Wurts Ditch road and onto the Yoder Gulch road, Mother Nature decided it was time to water her lawn. I still had an hour before dark and according to my Magellan Colortrak GPS, it was only about six miles to Highway 24. Now, I figured a fella aughta be able to go six miles in an hour even if it was raining. Head’um up! Roll’um out!
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The Trail is narrow and requires high clearance.
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