Jeff and I wanted to go to the Sheridan (the family cabin) this Saturday for a day away from the town. We planned on going fishing, swimming and most importantly…dirt biking.
To our dismay, we woke up to rain. Jeff kept saying to himself, “Oh it will go away.” (It never did) We drove 120 miles total just trying to find a place to ride where it wasn’t raining, windy or cold.
We weren’t very successful!
Jeff wasn’t very happy about the whole situation. We finally ended up at R Mountain, next to Rexburg, where we rode for 2 miles then had to stop cause it was raining so hard.