
Before the winter season commences, us West Vailers wanted one last summer fix. So Kent joined us for four nights camping in Moab. We wanted to explore a different area, so we drove down Kane Creek Road a ways. After driving for an hour, Kent and I were starting to lose faith in finding the perfect campsite. Tyler was a bit more optimistic. When we reached the top of Hurrah Pass, the boys stopped and asked a bald guy on a four-wheeler if he knew any good camping spots. He didn't have a hat, helmet, sunglasses, or appear to be wearing any sunscreen in the desert. Here is the account, as recited by the boys later.
The boys: Is there any good camping down that way?
The Guy: No camping. Just drove through Lockhart Basin. I gotta get home.
The boys: So where would you go camping?
The Guy: I can't go camping, I need to get home.
The boys: We mean, if you were us, where would you go camping?
The Guy: I gotta go home.
The boys: No. If you were US, where would you want to camp.
The Guy: Oh, I'd go that way to trippin' springs - got caves and lots of cool stuff. I'd go that way.
So we headed on down the road. I wasn't very impressed with The Guy's recommendation at first. I figured he had fried his brain out in the desert sun. Then we saw a sign that said Dripping Springs, and took a left. Within five minutes we found the caves, and then our campsite. Way to go Guy!

The next morning we went to explore the caves. We forgot our headlamps, so we had to backtrack to camp to fetch them up. After we had proper lighting, the
spelunking (and picture taking) was much more enjoyable.
Throughout our time camping, we managed to come up with a few songs that we all can sing a few lines to. Some of our titles include "We lost Aspen in Moab" (don't worry, we really didn't), "Doing drugs in the desert" (don't worry, we didn't), and "I was born with a birthmark." Here are some of the lyrics Kent came up with:
I was born with a birthmark / it's all I've got on my skin
I don't have tattoos of snakes, scorpions or bullshit / I just want you to get f@#%in over it
I actually have the whole song on video, but I promised Kent I wouldn't post it. So if you want to see it, you have to come to West Vail to watch it. But
here are the other pictures from our trip that I know you will enjoy just as much.