this is when I first got stuck, it would get worse. I thought I'd get right out after moving some sand from the front wheel. I couldn't believe just how quickly the rear sunk! I wish I got a pic of the hole i left behind that I had to did with my hands before I could tip the bike over onto it's side. It became like quicksand down deeper and I was a mess by the time I got out of this first hole. I didn't dare take the camera out and get all my stuff covered in sand. I got stuck two more times a few yard ahead till I got out. I didn't bury the wheel after learning the hard way on the first hole and just laid the bike over and dragged it out, stood it up and took off, again to get stuck and repeat the whole operation. I got stuck another two times while almost out of this area further on. I should have been toast and went back home, but after getting back on the bike and moving on I felt good again, just like that time during the gatorbait enduro last year at this time.(ask me about my coffee story) I rode to the mansfield jetties then back along the beach side for the way home. No one was on the beach that day as it looked like rain, and was cold and windy. I went on reserve at 50, out at 68, got home at 74 and had to use one of my two msr fuel bottles to get back. I'm training for the baja 1000 race, so I rode all the tough parts as much as I could. the north end of the island sure looks different everytime I go up there. Just before I got stuck I was saying to myself just how nicely it was all drying up out here, then .........