At this very moment I’m writing as Mickael and I are ripping through some desert mountain roads in Utah.
Where are we? I don’t really know. It seems to be a reoccurring theme on this trip.
Mickael insists I trust his mountain man intuition. I smile somewhat sarcastically and all I can think to say is Okay, Just don’t break the car.
Dear god, don’t break the car. We have a $500 deductible on this bad boy that I do not want to pay if anything get’s fucked up.
I started laughing to myself as I always do. How do I get myself in these situations.
Oh well, sometimes you just need to shut up, hang on and just enjoy the ride.
And can you believe – after an hour of driving around random red clay mountains we come out at the end and there is our destination. Zion National Park East entrance….
Haha! I guess that’s Mountain Man mentality for you. I’m going to have to give him credit for that one.