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[QUOTE="Tony Eeds, post: 1075183, member: 32023"] L+04 - Sunday, May 14, 2006 Breakfast was at the Moab Diner . . . one last time with everyone as Dave and Lori would be heading out for home after breakfast. Back at the cabins, we got ready to ride and after bidding Dave and Lori adieus, we heading off to Dewey Bridge. Twenty-eight miles up river from Moab, Dewey Bridge is a suspension bridge that served for many years as the only link for Moab with the outside world north of the Colorado. The day was slated to start with a trip up to Top of the World followed by exploration of the Kokopelli Trail. Gene and I had ridden Top of the World last year and had spent the last few days regaling everyone with our exploits. Now we were going to see if it lived up to our memories, in the eyes of our friends. The gravel road between the parking area and the start of the trail was quickly consumed as it is graded for cager traffic. The sign announcing the starting point of the trail soon appeared and we were on our way. Leaping between rocks, we scrambled like so many goats up the side of the mountain. Just before the end of the trail we encountered a group of jeeps heading up the trail and we all descended on the parking area at the same time. Top of the World is a 1500+ foot vertical drop into Fisher Valley. Guarded by Fisher Towers and Titan Tower, Fisher Canyon houses a large farming area. The scale of the view cannot adequately be described. Imagine being on the observation deck of the Empire State Building and you will get an idea of the scale. You could see beyond Arches National Park to the Island in the Sky District of Canyonlands National Park. After spending a while on the edge of the world, we retraced our steps and headed farther afield toward the Kokopelli Trail. Gene and I had found one hill that we considered difficult too impossible to climb and Steve had found another . . . Rose Garden Hill for those keeping up. Unfortunately, they were difficult from opposite directions, so our options were limited to diverting around the hill Gene and I found. The detour heads east from the start of the Top of the World Trail, following a well-graded cager route. Sliding eastward the road began to deteriorate a bit and soon it became the quality we sought. First left, then right, we picked our way through the criss-crossing trails further northeast. Finally reaching the top of Rose Garden Hill, Wally and I turned back as he had no plate and I was on my KTM. Waving goodby to the rest of the gang as they slid down the hill out of sight, we retraced our crumb trail northeastward toward the trucks. Realizing that time was on our side, I lead us westward toward the edge of the valley, hoping to find another spot like Top of the World. A dozen turns and a few wrong turns later, we were treated to a vista face directly toward the La Sal Mountains. Taking it is, we overlooked the farming area at the top of the canyon. The silence was almost deafening and we were soon treated to a familiar sound silently echoing through the valley . . . motorcycles. We soon watched Steve, Gene, Roger and Tim snake across the far side of the valley on part of the system of roads that made up the Kokopelli Trail. I took a few photos, but they looked like fleas on a carpet of green at such a distance. Remounting, Wally and I explored many roads on the way back to the truck, finding places worth checking out further next year. Back and the trucks and reloaded, twenty-eight miles of asphalt separated us from Moab and a hot shower. The heat had finally kicked up and we were ready for one. Dinner was at La Hacienda again after finding out that every restaurant that was open was full. Duh . . . Mother’s Day! [/QUOTE]
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