We had a great time in the morning, and around 4pm headed back out to do Hell's Revenge. Jose wasn't too concerned because we did this trail last year. Don't get me wrong. There were some parts we were not too excited for, but it wasn't going to be anything new. Or so we thought...
We started out just fine with Jose getting his foot stuck on both the gas and the brake at the same time. We were on a section of the trail where we could only go forward. Jose yelled for Adam to get out of the way, but... Adam didn't hear. Luckily, Brandon has a great mind for fixing things and figured out how to use the tire jack and a hammer to pound the bumper back into its proper form.
When we made it out to this fantastic overlook of the Colorado River, I knew that we were not where we had been before... Conrad "forgot" to tell us that last year we took a short-cut on Hell's Revenge and he had some "fun" in store for us this year. Jose just about died as we had to hug around a sloped curve with an endless drop-off on his side.
The last bit of "fun" was following thos black tracks down to meet up with Conrad and Adam. It sure presents a lesson in trust when your little brother says, "just a little to the right, ok now you just drive straight over the cliff and keep your wheels headed for the black tracks in front of you." You can bet that Sofia and Rachel (not without complaints on their part) were sitting down, with their seatbelts on for this part of the trip.
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