
I knew going in that one of the worst scenarios is to have a storm end on Friday night or Saturday morning. All the mud whompers came out of the woodwork to do their thing.
No less than 8 motos 'straightening out the lines' on the new singletrack

The fire road after climb from where Kona ends, all the way to the power lines is pretty tore up from the quads, motos and horses doing their thing. I knew there would be some puddles in the usual places, but all the knobs made the soft dirt like riding through wet cement

You could see where the horses had been slipping and sliding on the steeper grades

Kona has some pretty ugly sections down near the last few hundred yards of the creek bed trail

On the bright side, there were two sheriffs putting around respectfully on quads. They passed by me no less than four times while I waited at the top of the climb for my friend Rich and his 12 year old son. If they would have merely stopped and listened for a minute here and there they could have located the perps pretty easily
