Nothing better than Beaver Canyon in the fall. It really is one of the most beautiful and rugged canyons that many people never see. You wouldn't think when driving I-15 that such a place exists.... the scenery gives me diarrhea (I hope I didn't just type that out loud). Fortunately for us, we have inherited many acres and a cabin in the perfect location.
Owen and I took a couple lengthy rides - one of them over three hours - on our 1984 Honda Trail 110 (we also have a 1970 Trail 90 that didn't make the trip due to some last minute health issues).... Owen ended up falling asleep on both trips. He loved rollin with the homey's:
Shelby got to ride our friends 4 wheeler and it didn't take her long before she was poppin wheelies and hockin loogies... she decided on that trip that we are going to be a 4wheeler and motorcycling family (say goodbye to our hippie, tree huggin, pansy hobbies). She loved it!
Owen looked so rad in his hat: This is Mark and Kelly Magleby and their two daughters Madeline (front) and Josephsmith jr. in the chest pack (we call her J-Z for short). They were so much fun to have down there. We were so excited that they came and hope they will come again with us some time. Mark, with his skills and cunning, grew a very suspicious mustache... which I find extremely romantic: Both Mark and Jay-Z taking a cat nap on the trail: Can you see Shelby? This is up Cys Cash a few minutes from our property at one of the many many beautiful bends in the road: IT SNOWED! Had about 6 to 8 inches up above Big Johns Flat (click on em to see the colors):
This is the summit above Elk Meadows Ski Resort where Mark sacrificed his sandal-clad toes in the name of romance to retrieve red aspen leaves (which are rare, and pictured below) for his sweety: