JeepTreeHouse
Adventurer
We woke up the next morning (Wednesday) to a beautiful sky, beautiful weather, and beautiful scenery. From the ground you couldn’t see into the canyon, but from up on top in the roof top tent we were able to see over the trees and down into the canyon.
We ate some delicious breakfast (Oatmeal, Grits, Bananas, and some Eggs). After our wonderful breakfast, Josh decided to quiet up the truck even more so. Any time we would go over bumps, the transfer case would hit up against the skid plate, so to remedy this, Josh took put a scrap piece of rubber in-between the two… yay for improvisation!
There were lots of rangers walking around doing some environmental stuff in the campground- one of them was really intrigued with the truck, so he stopped by our campsite and talked with Josh for a bit. Not only was he interested in the truck, but also curious about Salsa…he along with everyone else in the country, at first glance thought Salsa was a little baby Husky.
After we had fed our tummies, fixed up the truck, packed up camp, and socialized a bit with the rangers, it was time to head off into our 100 mile off-road trail.
We went and picked up our permit, drove to Shaefer Trail (our beginning point) and took a few moments to air down the tires before heading down. As Josh was airing down the tires, fate would have it that the exact same ranger that we talked with in the morning at our campsite drove by.
He noticed the truck, pulled up next to us, and inquired about our plans for the trail. Josh began to tell him how we had reservation to do the three-day White Rim Trail. The ranger sympathetically explained to us that he could not let us go down on our three-day adventure, because he himself had seen Salsa that morning. Up until last year you could bring dogs down with you on the White Rim Trail, however, owners let their dogs run around and terrorize the endangered Longhorns down in the canyon, so dogs were now prohibited ☹
We were absolutely devastated. The ranger offered his sincere sympathy. After talking with the ranger for a bit, he offered for us to go back to the visitors center and his buddy could for help us plan alternate trails/routes that we could on go on that were “pet friendly."
So, we went back to the visitors center, and after some deep thought and lots of conversation, we decided to go venture Chicken Corners trail… a trail in Moab that was parallel to the White Rim Trail. The main difference between the trails is that the White Rim was in Canyonlands on one side of the Colorado River and Chickens Corner was in Moab on the other side of the Colorado River. We were told we would be able to camp pretty much anywhere along the trail, and that the trail would actually be a little more intense then what the White Rim would be. We believe that everything happens for a reason, and for whatever reason, it was just not meant to be for us to go down the White Rim trail. So we started to become really excited about doing Chickens Corners.
We ate some delicious breakfast (Oatmeal, Grits, Bananas, and some Eggs). After our wonderful breakfast, Josh decided to quiet up the truck even more so. Any time we would go over bumps, the transfer case would hit up against the skid plate, so to remedy this, Josh took put a scrap piece of rubber in-between the two… yay for improvisation!
There were lots of rangers walking around doing some environmental stuff in the campground- one of them was really intrigued with the truck, so he stopped by our campsite and talked with Josh for a bit. Not only was he interested in the truck, but also curious about Salsa…he along with everyone else in the country, at first glance thought Salsa was a little baby Husky.
After we had fed our tummies, fixed up the truck, packed up camp, and socialized a bit with the rangers, it was time to head off into our 100 mile off-road trail.
We went and picked up our permit, drove to Shaefer Trail (our beginning point) and took a few moments to air down the tires before heading down. As Josh was airing down the tires, fate would have it that the exact same ranger that we talked with in the morning at our campsite drove by.
He noticed the truck, pulled up next to us, and inquired about our plans for the trail. Josh began to tell him how we had reservation to do the three-day White Rim Trail. The ranger sympathetically explained to us that he could not let us go down on our three-day adventure, because he himself had seen Salsa that morning. Up until last year you could bring dogs down with you on the White Rim Trail, however, owners let their dogs run around and terrorize the endangered Longhorns down in the canyon, so dogs were now prohibited ☹
We were absolutely devastated. The ranger offered his sincere sympathy. After talking with the ranger for a bit, he offered for us to go back to the visitors center and his buddy could for help us plan alternate trails/routes that we could on go on that were “pet friendly."
So, we went back to the visitors center, and after some deep thought and lots of conversation, we decided to go venture Chicken Corners trail… a trail in Moab that was parallel to the White Rim Trail. The main difference between the trails is that the White Rim was in Canyonlands on one side of the Colorado River and Chickens Corner was in Moab on the other side of the Colorado River. We were told we would be able to camp pretty much anywhere along the trail, and that the trail would actually be a little more intense then what the White Rim would be. We believe that everything happens for a reason, and for whatever reason, it was just not meant to be for us to go down the White Rim trail. So we started to become really excited about doing Chickens Corners.
