Today we took Gil off a sealed road for the very first, and very last time. It was only a short trip (about 12kms each way), but the road was significantly closer to corrugated than dirt. By the time we were back on sealed road, virtually every thing that was previously on surface was on the floor, laptops, books, a backpack, the chopping board - it was a disaster zone.
So you are more than likely wondering, what led us to embark on this crazy drive - a slot canyon, Zebra Canyon to be exact. Yes Mum, slot canyons are those places where flash floods may be fatal, and that guy had to chop his own arm off after a rock fall, but we've made it out perfectly safely.