Rollin, rollin, rollin, keep them doggies rollin !
Finally out of the gas fields and into an area with some camp site potential.
We spent more time than we wanted trying to find a good spot for camping after driving through the gas fields. This little trail dead ended and as I turned around I met two long (quad cab, long bed) Ram 4x4s. They were draggin' bellies and hitches in some spots and were obviously there for the elk hunting.
Perry saw my FJ from up on the hill and took a short cut down to meet up. Looked like an old trail coming down the side of the hill but the trail disappeared as he continued. Good stuff.