About 30 of the friends in the area hit up Moab, UT for Mother’s Day weekend. We camped (or more accurately “kamped”) at the KOA, mountain biked, dirt biked, swam, hiked, and picnicked.
This was my first time mountain biking and I was pretty confident since I had been going to spin class at the gym for several months. Apparently my skills on the bike are best when the bike is attached to the floor, hip hop music is blaring, and an insanely fit instructor tells me when to gear up and down. While the rest of the group dirt biked and hiked, a bunch of us found an “easy” mountain biking trail, Gemini Bridges. This 16 mile loop had a 1500 foot climb and patches of deep sand. And this deep sand eventually got the best of me. As if in slow motion (I was trying to get back on my bike at the time), I lost control, grabbed the front break accidentally, and gracefully flipped over the handle bars, tangling my legs in the wheels and handle bars, while I face planted and slid down the hill. Shane said he was surprised that I fell. Apparently normal people have bailing instincts. I do not. I just go down with the ship. Thankfully I didn’t get too banged up, but I do have a set of matching handle bar bruises on the front of my quads. Classy.
Devry, Tracey and Jolene at the beginning of the trail.
The site of my crash on the way back down. It was very steep.
The group (minus photographer Shane): Shara, Jayna, Jolene, Tracey, Amy, Rita and Devry
Looking down the canyon from the Gemini Bridges.
After we got back from the bike ride and rested up a bit at the campground, Shane and Neil decide it is a great time to go bike Slick Rock trail. And so they did. I’m not entirely sure how Shane survived. He must have some sort of secret source of energy, because I was pretty close to dead after the first ride.
Neil heading out on the Slick Rock trail.
The Colorado River
We spent the rest of the weekend swimming and hanging out. We had a great Sunday morning meeting in the park, followed by an impromptu picnic, complete with pizza, soccer and slacklining. Shane was quite popular with the littles.
The group after Sunday meeting in the park.
Shane and his slack line fan club
As soon as Shane brought the slack line out, all the kids swarmed around and patiently waited in line for their turn to “walk” across. There were a couple kids and adults that are really close to getting it on their own. Most of the kids had a death grip on Shane’s arm, though.
What a great way to spend the weekend, only 4 hours away from home!
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