Big dumb rides represent an antithesis to the norm and they are addictive as hell. We had a mild shitfest© on our hands through competent planning... a voluntary embrace of discomfort and exploration beyond any tether. We welcomed it. We were headed for the Verde River again. The tally shown two days of (pre winter) 90 degree temps followed by an exceptional and seemingly elusive pre-dawn rain shower in the highlands of Northern Sonora. The … [Read more...]