Sego (or no go) Canyon

Well, as we are prone to do, we seem to find the most obscure places to visit.  Ask my kids about the Cypress Knee Museum, which was straight out of Deliverance!  This time, I found a spot on the map that looked interesting, and after reading about it, we thought we would try it. Sego Canyon Petroglyphs.

We should have taken a clue from the lack of road signs.  We drove right past the exit, but luckily there was one three miles down the road so we turned about and came back.  Aside from the gas station, oil facility, and RV park, the only sign of life was the four-way stop.  Cannot in our life figure out who drives by the intersection often enough to have to stop at a four-way stop.

At the stop, we were not sure which way to go, although the sparse directions said to go north. We retrieved the compass on the iPhone, just to make sure we were not turned around.  Even then, going north did not look promising - basically a one-lane, paved but not really, road.  We took it, trusting the directions.

We did fine until just before the site.  A steep dip into a dry arroyo stopped the Willie.

I know it does not look deep, but it was.

Don knew we would get high-centered, so we had to figure out another plan.  He decided we needed to unhook the Jeep, turn Willie around, and reconnect.  But he did not want the Brake Buddy to quit communicating now that we had it working.  So he decided to drive the car with the Brake Buddy intact.  OMG.  It made sense, but it was a little risky - though not really, since there was no one around.

The biggest problem was that once he got into the car, he could not extract himself.  A few special yoga positions later, and he was free.  After the visit to the petroglyphs and lunch, Don rehooked the Jeep . . . and the Brake Buddy was still working.  Another successful problem solved by the engineer.