Soon I see the sign that reads "Road not recommended for 2WD vehicles or trailers." Oh great. Immediately my whole body instantly tensed as I began my protest.
Hubby was wondering why I was having such a hairy canary. I told him, as I'm white-knuckling the arm handle, "I'm a Minnesota Girl and I'm not used to such sketchy roads. Most roads we travel on like this are paved and have guardrails." I'm actually quite surprised at myself how nervous I was. I didn't think I was like that. The road was gravel, wide enough for a car and a half, the weather was clear and no one else was on the road. Ideal conditions for a drive like this. I really had no reason to be nervous. I tried to relax and enjoy the scenery, not only for my sake but for the sake of the kids. They were starting to get nervous as I continued my hooting. I settled for not-so-silent gasps instead of all-out yelps.
We were on our working way up to the top of this plateau. You can't really see the road in this picture very well but it criss crosses up. There is also a bike trail up to the top. There were lush meadows, pine tress and unbelievably gorgeous views!
Our trusty "Extra Large Yukon" (as our kids call it) made it to the top in fine form.
We all got out and ran around for a bit. We could see the clouds starting to roll in and didn't want to be caught on top in ishy weather, so we didn't stick around for very long. We slowly made our way down,
passing a huge flock of sheep at the bottom.
I did have to admit that it wasn't so bad after all, it could actually be enjoyable and I would like to go up there again sometime. I'm going to have to toughen up if we're going to live down here. Drives like that are usually worth it, you can see so much more from way high up.
I counted it as my workout for the day...Toning since every single muscle was tense the entire way up and cardio because my heart kept racing then lurching then racing then lurching (interval training).
