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I slept there by the fire. This was our perch overlooking the river, hoping the locals would give us more entertainment.
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It was fun to cross the rivers so long as you didn't try to go completely under, like the four-wheeler.
You quickly learned just to focus on the other side and gas it without worrying too much about the rocks.
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This was the least of our troubles. The trail was quite overgrown since my last ride down it, a fight all the way.
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Too bad 1996 digital cameras were so crappy.
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After fourteen miles of those awful (but fun) forest trails we came upon roads. We stopped, rested and brushed the myriad bugs off while our bikes did a bit of sun-bathing.
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Most of the time we rode, but did also visit the beach briefly.
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With all the green in this picture everything blends together, making it difficult to see how close I was to death.
To the right of Brett's motorcycle the ground really drops off, nearly straight down for a long ways. After riding through a lot of similar stuff I decided to just push on without ever slowing down. In this instance, though, the trail was covered with loose rocks and my back tire slid around off the edge of the trail. It was all I could do to keep my bike from falling completely over the egde. I had to hold it in that position until Brett came along (I was leading), then we both drug it on its side back up on the trail. All part of the fun.