"I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike"
bonus points for singing along to that song.
Last week we left all of our troubles at home and ran away to the desert.
Sunshine, rock, and red dirt as far as you could see......the perfect place to be.
We braved wind and rain and HAIL (more on that later) and were able to get out for not one....but TWO amazing bike rides.
me on top of Gemini Bridges near Moab
We camped and played with amazing friends, and our campsite was dotted with bikes everywhere you looked, and just as many red dirt stained kids running around with the desert animals.
The dads headed out for a ride while us moms stayed and played at the campsite with the kids. Then we swapped and while the moms rode out to Gemini Bridges the dads took the kiddos (all 11!) on their own little ride (best dads ever.)
We rode down over rocks and boulders (myself screaming all the way like it was a roller coaster), along a canyon rim, past natural bridges, and stopped at least 100 times to admire views and climb and play on the rocks. We felt like kids.
The last day of our trip, none of us wanted to go home, and in an effort to make our weekend last as long as possible.....we decided to each do one more ride. We camped near Moab's famous Slick Rock Trail, so as the sun was starting to sink lower in the sky, the girls sped down the road and hit the trail. Rolling red rock for miles and miles. Up and down and up and down. Legs burning and heart jumping out of my chest on the crazy climbs up, and then squeeeeeeealing all the way down.
all photos from my iphone and edited with VSCO cam
more moab tomorrow!