As usual, I had a great time at the Elephant Ride. Fewer people for the campout, but that didn't spoil the late night around the fire (very late night... there were four of us at the fire at 02:30). Thanks to Steve for the great grilled pork and to Spencer for the fajitas.

The weather on Sunday was awesome, but the snow was the worst I've seen for this ride. Few people got as far as the upper switchbacks (I wasn't one of them), while most were bogged down in the very deep snow about nine miles from the start of the ride.

Laurie drove the chase truck, and waited where many people turned around. The Urals got about that far. That's also how far Steve got in the Dung Beetle.

See everyone there next year.