The sun shown bright over the canyon. We traveled over the dirt road weaving through the mountain side. Every turn could have been our last as the only thing that kept us from a tumble down to the canyon floor was the grip of our 4X4 tires on the loose sun dried dust. It did not help that we were traveling at over 70 mph with the occasional blinding sun glare while rounding a corner.
It was exhilerating with the roar of the engine and the spinning of the wheels slightly fast than the road passing underneath from the slippage. We finally passed the mountain side and headed to the plateau with tree on both sides. The trees covered the road overhead creating shade to retain the water after the rain storms. Muddy puddles were formed which made the jeep suddenly slowdown when the wheels hit them. The mud splashed out in front of us as well as to the sides. A split second later, a loud splat noise came from the windshield as the jeep catches up to the muddy water the sprayed towards the front. Suddenly the road disappeared with only brown muck in sight. I turned on the wipers to effectively smear the mud around.
After around 30 miles of the muddy road we came to a clearing and the road ended. We pulled the jeep to a stop and shut the engine off. All was quiet. Stepping out of the jeep we heard nothing but our soles crunching on the dirt and gravel. A few butterflies were fluttering around nearby. Then a faint sound of what seemed to be ocean waves crashing on the shore could be heard. We walked in the direction of the sound and what came to view was a beautiful canyon. The waves we heard was the sound of the wind blowing between the mountains. It was such a serene and magnificent experience.