It all started when our trail ended. We had taken a side trail for fun after finishing our main ride. So far we had seen lots of burned trees from a prescribed burn, and crossed a river. Then, there was no more trail. Despite the fact that there was no trail we decided to keep going. It was agreed that we would head in the general direction of where our tent was set up. After a couple minutes of riding, we were surrounded by hundreds of wildflowers. It was very beautiful, I couldn’t have chosen a nicer place to get lost. Soon the sun was going to set and we had no more water. Now we had reached the point where it was to far to go back down the trail before dark. Finally, when we had absolutely no idea where to go, I decided to get off of my bike and run to the top of a hill for a better look. I was using the last of my strength to charge through the many flowers and get to the top of the hill. When I got there I found another hill blocking my view. I had a general idea of where the road should be, and I couldn’t see it because of the second hill. So I powered on and got to the next hill. When I reached the top I saw the road! At that instant I was overjoyed! I just yelled as loud as I could, “I SEE THE ROAD!” With a newly found energy I ran back to my bike and we rode out of the field of flowers and took the road back to our tent. All in all, despite getting lost, it was a grand adventure.