There's not much in this world I would rather do on any given day than ride my quad through some trails. Whether its Bear Creek or simply the swamp in my back yard, my Recon is like a magnet to mud holes. 

Riding with friends is not only significantly more fun, but also safer. On top of that, if you get stuck like I tend to do, there's another machine to help get you out. My good friend Tyler will drive straight into anything with no hesitation, and yesterday was no different. We approached my swamp, which had been uncharacteristically dry this summer, to discover it has been flooded-out from recent rain storms. Because of this, the makeshift bridge that I had made from disassembled wooden pallets was a few yards from where it was supposed to be. With it being submerged for an unknown amount of time and built from untreated wood, it was all but destroyed. Naturally we decided if we could not go over, the only way was through. 

Well, you could probably guess where that got us. Tyler has no regard, and is always the first to give it a go. His tires disappeared. The swamp literally ate his tractor, and after some muddy repositioning, we were still unable to pull it out by ourselves. My tractor wasn't going to do much, so it was time to get the quad. For a two-wheel-drive it is fairly capable, and it was easy to yank out the stuck Wheelhorse once we found a strong enough recovery rope. 

Most people probably make attempts to avoid getting stuck, but my friends and I often do the polar opposite. Since our riding area is relatively small, we find enjoyment in pushing the limits of traction whenever possible. The bigger the hill or the deeper the mud, the better! We actually say, "let's go get stuck." 

I am so happy that the weekend has finally come back around, and I intend to ride hard this weekend. I have a mechanic who is going to work on my quad next week, so I had might as well send it. Let's get a little mud on the tires!