What? Us Stuck?
One particularly fun and sometimes challenging swath of snow was in that drainage, where we worked pretty hard (read: got stuck a lot) to get back up on a ledge. Was on the ledge, we worked our way (in a real round about way) through several more drainages and up and over some hills before dropping down to a backcountry road that follows along the West Fork of the Duchesne River. We rode along the river for several miles before coming back out to the Soapstone Trail (C), several miles south of where we started the day. We never saw another track until we got close to the groomed trail. From there we played most of the way back, cutting cross country when we could and delay as long as we could our arrival at the parking area.
The day ended far too quickly and a look at the odometer showed we only traveled 45 miles but the gas tank was near empty and we had to head back home. It was one of those days sledders talk about long into the future, "Remember when we hit the snow just right at Duchesne Ridge."
Yea, with a smile.