I have read several great trip reports here about riding the White Rim Road in Canyonlands N. P., so as soon as I could convince my jerk of a boss (I'm self-employed) to give me a long weekend off, I started making plans. The brilliant plans included riding out to Utah from my home in southern Oregon, arriving by mid-afternoon on the second day. Once there, I figured I could then ride down onto the White Rim, go about half-way around the 100-mile loop, camp at one of the back-country campgrounds, and then ride the rest of the loop on the third day before starting back home. This way it would be possible to do the whole 2000-mile trip in four days. Well, the first fly in the ointment landed when I called a month before leaving to reserve a campsite and was told that they are usually booked a year in advance. So unless I got lucky and scored somebody's cancellation, I was SOL. The second fly landed in late August when a big thunderstorm washed out a section of the road near the Mineral Road switchbacks. This made completing the loop impossible. NPS PHOTO BY NEAL HERBERT So I had to adjust to those realities, and decided to scale back my plans by riding only a section of the road, going down and out in one day. This gave me a little more time to get to my new base camp in Moab, so I decided to detour (actually shortcut) across western Nevada via the Jungo Road, which cuts through the desert from Gerlach (home of Burning Man) to Winnemucca. A trip out there had been nixed by unseasonal rain in August, so this turned out to be a bonus for me. And Jungo didn't disappoint. Not much of an off-pavement challenge, but fun nevertheless. The rest of the first day was spent slabbing to Wells, NV, where I overnighted, and then more slab on the second day into Moab. But before heading into town to check into my luxury suite at the Motel 6, I headed out to Dead Horse Point to survey the White Rim from the top of the canyon. The late afternoon shadows made for some spectacular views. Can you spot the human in this picture? She's standing on that boulder in the upper right part of the picture, right underneath those hills on the horizon. That'll give you some sense of the scale. Then it was off to Moab for a good meal and a martini. Tomorrow's the big day.