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Sunday, June 12th 2016 Continued….
So after airing down our fearless Trailboss Bill got us all fangled up on the wrong lead in trail to Kelly Point where we wasted well over an hour driving in circles. I don’t know if I would actually call it a total waste as I would rather drive around in circles out in the back country than drive somewhere with purpose in some metropolis. In any event, pretty much the first 100 miles or so from the highway to Kelly Point is just a wash boarded dirt road with mud puddles here and there. Coming out on Wednesday we actually passed a convoy of VW test cars and a VW Commercial van in various stages of camouflage about the area where this picture was taken (those cars would never actually make it all the way to Kelly Point). I could tell one of them was the European version of the Passat, which is a different body style than the North American Passat (ya, I am a car nerd of all sorts and makes…LOL). The Van wasn’t an American offering either. Very interesting to see them testing in the AZ Strip!
With views like this all day long…
HOT Dog!
As we started to get work our way up into the higher elevations of the Grand Parashant National Monument area. It’s an odd mixture of mountain like trees with desert like flooring. Very weird
We stopped for lunch at this really cool old cabin. At this point we are probably 5 hours from the nearest paved road, which would be Colorado City, AZ with the worst 35 or so miles to Kelly Point still in front of us
I guess nice people have left rations behind over the years. Check out how old those damn peas are!
22 miles isn’t far but it sure is when you are rolling along at 3 MPH with a few bursts of 20 MPH sections. This section of the Kelly Point trail isn’t technical but it isn’t a Subaru road either. The road is riddled with rocks and the brush and trees are very overgrown.
Several hours pased the cabin we stopped to compare maps and figure out where we would camp this night as it was obvious we were never going to reach Kelly Point at a snails pace
So we mushed on chasing the long shadows for as long as we could. About 10 miles short of Kelly Point we realized we were running out of daylight so we pretty much just set up camp right in the middle of the road. The sign-in box way back at that cabin several hours ago logged the last person in as a National Park guy like 7 days prior so we weren’t too worried about plugging up the road.
These guys were looking for a place to pitch some tents and tie hamocks. I remember walking up saying “WTF are you guys doing??”. Didn’t realize Mr. T got a picture of that moment. LOL
These guys found a small hole to squeeze a few trucks into
And I found a spot across the road in this hole.
We had a great time eating dinner and partying it up in the middle of the road until it started raining like a SOB. Man, we had a great time. Odd, there wasn’t a cloud around with all stars lighting up the sky but it was raining like mad long enough to have people scrambling around putting rain flies on their tents. Then, just like that it stopped…. The dusty trucks were now all mud balls. LOL
That is it for Sunday
So after airing down our fearless Trailboss Bill got us all fangled up on the wrong lead in trail to Kelly Point where we wasted well over an hour driving in circles. I don’t know if I would actually call it a total waste as I would rather drive around in circles out in the back country than drive somewhere with purpose in some metropolis. In any event, pretty much the first 100 miles or so from the highway to Kelly Point is just a wash boarded dirt road with mud puddles here and there. Coming out on Wednesday we actually passed a convoy of VW test cars and a VW Commercial van in various stages of camouflage about the area where this picture was taken (those cars would never actually make it all the way to Kelly Point). I could tell one of them was the European version of the Passat, which is a different body style than the North American Passat (ya, I am a car nerd of all sorts and makes…LOL). The Van wasn’t an American offering either. Very interesting to see them testing in the AZ Strip!
With views like this all day long…
HOT Dog!
As we started to get work our way up into the higher elevations of the Grand Parashant National Monument area. It’s an odd mixture of mountain like trees with desert like flooring. Very weird
We stopped for lunch at this really cool old cabin. At this point we are probably 5 hours from the nearest paved road, which would be Colorado City, AZ with the worst 35 or so miles to Kelly Point still in front of us
I guess nice people have left rations behind over the years. Check out how old those damn peas are!
22 miles isn’t far but it sure is when you are rolling along at 3 MPH with a few bursts of 20 MPH sections. This section of the Kelly Point trail isn’t technical but it isn’t a Subaru road either. The road is riddled with rocks and the brush and trees are very overgrown.
Several hours pased the cabin we stopped to compare maps and figure out where we would camp this night as it was obvious we were never going to reach Kelly Point at a snails pace
So we mushed on chasing the long shadows for as long as we could. About 10 miles short of Kelly Point we realized we were running out of daylight so we pretty much just set up camp right in the middle of the road. The sign-in box way back at that cabin several hours ago logged the last person in as a National Park guy like 7 days prior so we weren’t too worried about plugging up the road.
These guys were looking for a place to pitch some tents and tie hamocks. I remember walking up saying “WTF are you guys doing??”. Didn’t realize Mr. T got a picture of that moment. LOL
These guys found a small hole to squeeze a few trucks into
And I found a spot across the road in this hole.
We had a great time eating dinner and partying it up in the middle of the road until it started raining like a SOB. Man, we had a great time. Odd, there wasn’t a cloud around with all stars lighting up the sky but it was raining like mad long enough to have people scrambling around putting rain flies on their tents. Then, just like that it stopped…. The dusty trucks were now all mud balls. LOL
That is it for Sunday



