Red River ~ Part Three

So...

the last part of our trip is going

to round out this whole post!

 

In basically one night.

 

One terrifying horrific I almost

died multiple times post!

 

 It was our last Friday night...

 

KC was trying to hurry and get dinner

done and off the grill because I really

wanted to go for an evening ride.

It was chilly and cloudy and I just wanted

to get out of the camper for a while. 

No Boys! We start heading up our

favorite trail and realize if we hurry

we can watch the sunset from up top

of Greenie Peek. And I mean we hurried!

We turn one corner and come to face

2 GIGANTIC elk right on our trail.

They take one look at us and haul butt

up in the trees before I could get my camera.

They got us talking about how if those

two huge things are just hanging out

here think of what else is out there hiding.

And on we went racing to the top. 

The sunset was gorgeous! 

We watched it for a bit and then decided

to head back down before it got too dark. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  We get MAYBE 50 feet down from the

top of the mountain and we hear a belt

brake on the razor. Happened before and

 KC has a spare and knows how to fix it. 

I start to panic a bit because I know it could

 take an hour to change this belt

on this mountain trail! in the middle of the forest!

with the sunset sinking fast!

  And I'm thinking of our earlier conversation

about all the hiding creatures!  

  It gave KC a bit of a struggle and

I was no help because I WAS NOT

letting go of the gun. It was dark by the

time he really got it going his way. 

And out there dark is DARK! Pitch black! 

Can't see your hand in front of your face!

Even when we were back in the razor

heading down the trail I knew I was

not going to be happy until I was back

 in my Tahoe heading to our camper. 

I prayed constantly from the time

 I heard that belt pop and all along the trail. 

I knew if we got to a certain point on

the trail we could coast the rest of the

way if all else fails. We have done it

plenty just for fun before. We got to

 the coasting point and I started feeling

 a little better. Still just wanting to

get home. We made it to almost the end

of the trail that meets up with the

road when we hear a really bad rattle

 from the back left tire. KC says a

few choice words and I know it's

not good. He gets out and looks at it

 and we broke 3 of the 4 lug nuts on

the wheel. YOU CANT COAST DOWN

A MOUNTAIN IF YOUR MISSING

YOUR WHEEL! My panic sets in yet

again because even though we've

made it to the road, we are still

about 3 miles from the Tahoe and

civilization! So I try to calmly ask

KC what now ~ knowing full well he's

 going to say... we have to walk the rest

of the way. Still on the mountain and

 still in the pitch black! 

So I take off!

  I will run down the whole rest of

 the way if it gets me there fast. 

Then I see headlights and I

am waving my flashlight like crazy so they

 will stop. They do and Thank God agree

 to give us a ride to the Tahoe. 

Well about half way there KC realizes he

 left the Tahoe keys in the razor!  

Probably because as soon as he said we

 had to walk I took off and wasn't about

to wait around in the darkness for

little things like keys! The pickup guys

 friend was following behind us in

his razor. Instead of the truck turning

around we decided it would be easier

just to get in the razor and go back.

  So we did. We got about half way there

 and I made the stupid idiot pull over! 

I would much rather stand on the side

 of the pitch black road all alone with

 no gun in the middle of the forest

and risk getting eaten by bears and

cougars then ride with him! 

I LOVE sketchy riding but he was just

down right insane! It seemed like forever

since KC came back to get me in the

 Tahoe. We headed back to our razor and

winched it up on the trailer.

 

I have NEVER been so happy to be

heading back to the camper after riding!