[size=12]Carl and I started our day by driving an old dugway that was the main road when I was a kid (we're always seeking out different old dugways to drive).
Just yesterday we took a drive up among the deer and bears (of which we saw both) to the top of a nearby mountain where at 11,700 feet it was nice and cool.� But, today we ventured back out into the desert heat of over 90 degrees among the rattle snakes and scorpions (of which we saw neither).

Then we headed into Lost Valley, where about the only thing lost was the remnant of the trail.

I think it should be re-named, Rock Valley.

Going down another dugway.� In this part of the country, it's by the use of dugways that we get from the top of a mesa to the bottom of an adjacent canyon.

I call this the Rock Garden.� Here there are boulders scattered around and most are larger than our Jeeps.

We finally reached the cool shade of the trees in the bottom of Cottonwood Canyon where we could eat lunch and take a break. However, because the last 60 feet was pure sandhill, we chose to leave one Jeep at the top of the hill.

Carl made a few attempts to climb the hill, but the sand was just too lose and the hill too steep (If the video turned out Carl will probably add it here). We'd planned to use my Jeep to attach Carl's winch cable to, but instead Carl chose the small boulder (to the right with the blue strap around it).

On yet another dugway as we climb up out of Cottonwood Canyon and head home.

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