Clay, Cory, Al and I explored the Charouleau Gap northeast of Tucson. It was one of the roughest trails I have driven in a long time. I felt like a rag doll being tossed around the cab. There were also quite a few challenging obstacles along the way...
Much steeper than it looks
Needless to say that by the time I got home, my old body felt like it had been beaten with a stick. Strictly for medicinal purposes, I had two shots of pain reliever (a/k/a American Honey Bourbon) along with a couple of ibuprofen. It was a struggle getting from the La-Z-Boy to the bedroom where I fell into a deep sleep... or simply passed out.
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