Out here, just because the map calls it a road and just because the GPS says you're on it, doesn't necessarily make it so. There are "roads" that aren't roads at all and then there are trails not found on any map that, nonetheless, serve as roads to the people who live here. And, of course, they all intersect and dead end in any number of places. Mind you, its really not advisable to just barrel along out here, as people don't always take kindly to having strangers just roll up on their place. But, today, I headed out for what was supposed to be an hour long ride down "well marked" logging roads. My XT550 is stripped down, waiting for elves to straighten the frame in the night, so I took the only bike I had - my 85 Honda Shadow VT1100. I was gone for 6 hours.