If you’ve been following me on Instagram, you probably know that I’ve been off traveling quite a bit this month. First to Arizona, then Nashville and finally Moab, Utah. One of my favorite things about traveling is how different every experience is. In the span of 3 weeks, I had an incredibly healing and relaxing trip, a solo trip full of shopping, food and scenery and then a trip that was pretty much non-stop adventure. Can you guess which one Moab was? Definitely the adventure trip. From hiking, to constantly peering off cliffs, to off-roading in a Jeep, to trailblazing in side-by-sides, to sweeping views, to finding weird creatures, to making new friends, Moab was kinda nuts.
We traveled to Moab with our friends Brianna and Rusty, all piled into Rusty’s Jeep. We all had different goals on the trip; Rusty really wanted to go on the famed “Hell’s Revenge” off-roading trail, and the rest of us wanted to hike or take pictures or find new adventures, so we fit a lot into the trip. This was my first true off-roading experience, if we disregard the times in my childhood where my step-father would pile my brothers and I into the Suburban and go nuts on some back-roads hills.
I thought I’d be a lot more scared of off-roading than I ended up being. Actually, the most difficult part for me was just sitting in a car for that long. Oh and the bumpy terrain. That was hard too. I got out of the car a lot and did a good deal of hiking across the trails because my bum kept falling asleep.
To mentally prepare yourself for off-roading, I think the biggest thing is to trust the driver. It’s hard for me to relinquish control and this experience was some top-notch practice in just trusting another human with your life and safety. The kinds of trails we went on were definitely not for beginners and Rusty did such a good job. Brianna was a great “spotter,” even though none of us knew how tough that job would be. The spotter essentially acts like the driver for the passenger side of the car because many of the ledges are so steep and dangerous and the driver’s views are fairly limited in this terrain.
There were a few moments when I had to just sit and breathe and remember that this is what adventure is, sometimes it’s scary and strange, but pretty much always worth the moments of fear (but I won’t lie, I gripped the handle by my window for dear life several times).
We found a couple of daredevils on the Hell’s Revenge trail who were trying to conquer one of the steepest/tallest climbs in all of Moab. It was hilarious to watch them, because it seemed so surreal that this was a piece of someone’s practiced, everyday life. We watched a guy (probably a professional), zoom up this hill on a motorbike doing wheelies and we were all a little freaked out/impressed (just listen to our commentary in the video… haha).