We had come this far, and there was no turning back: The Whole Enchilada Trail.
The previous day’s mountain bike rides across some of Moab’s most treacherous terrain left our muscles aching and longing for a day off. The fact that weeks ago we had reserved a shuttle to take us up for an all-day downhill ride meant that we had barely enough time to catch our breath. That was just the motivation we needed. (more…)