It's become a tradition for us to go to fourwheeling in Moab at LEAST once a year.... and the battle I must face nearly every weekend we don't have already have something planned is convincing Mike we don't HAVE to go fourwheeling. Oh man. Anyhow it's become a Johnson Family tradition, and in fact the first time Mike and I got to know each other was my first trip to Moab in the Spring of 2002. I'll try to pull out that vintage photo someday.
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bahahahha Geo Metro!!! I only wish I was there to witness that masterpiece!
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