I have to say, Moab is quite the experience. I've never seen one area of the country attract granolas, rednecks, punk skaters, and meatheads at the same time. It was quite the experience. We didn't hike Delicate Arch because a) we were freaking pooped! and b) we're already planning a return trip before long. :)
Kurt and James do Slick Rock trail (successfully, without any broken bones, which is quite a feat; of course, they recognized their limits and walked parts of the trail they couldn't handle):
Kurt's bike chain broke 4 times. Sweet.
That green stuff is Moab. It's really amazing to see this green, green valley in the middle of red desert.
My first biking adventure (sounds like a scrapbook for a baby):
It was a beginner trail but it had some sweet views.
Arches:
Balancing rocks: check.
The North Window: check.
The South Window: check.
SWEET CARS: DOUBLE CHECK.
Ferrari 599 GTB Fiorano: HELL FREAKING YEAH CHECK!
Sweet Maserati car: check!
Ferrari F430: Check check!!
Lamborghini Murcielago: CHECK!!
Although I'm sure our next Moab trip will exceed our first in many ways (I'll be able to do more biking, we'll hopefully get more sleep and less sand) I'm sure overall it will not hold up to the Canadian car club that graced us with its presence and made our day.
































