Riding
through the mountains near Zion we had
a family of
deer run across the road. I saw at least 5 on either side of the road.
It was a
first for me. It was funny to watch Mark slow wayyyyyyyyyyy downnnnnn-
he has
a thing about deer.
As
we approached Zion, I saw what looked like low fog
hanging over the area, as we rode closer and into the ‘fog’ it turned
to snow.
I quickly signaled one finger, to get everyone into a single file line.
The
snow flurries began to fall harder, and it was sticking to my
windshield.
Looking behind me I wanted to make sure that everyone was staying
together and
I also was watching the road for ice.
Thoughts of the Primm ride came flashing back to me…. Damn this
was fun!
