The fat pink slobs who go roaring over the landscape in these over-sized over-priced over-advertised mechanical mastodons are people too lazy to walk, too ignorant to saddle a horse, too cheap and clumsy to paddle a canoe. Like cattle or sheep, they travel in herds, scared to death of going anywhere alone, and they leave their sign and spoor all over the back country: Coors beer cans, Styrofoam cups, plastic spoons, balls of Kleenex, wads of toilet paper, etc…Edward Abbey, “Postcards from Ed: Dispatches and Salvos from an American Iconoclast”
Note: The original video that accompanied this post has been removed from YouTube. It wasn’t to hard to find an almost identical Jeep doing the same kind of thing. But the Abbey quote (probably) won’t be found in the comments of this replacement video.
I don’t know the people in this video. But in the interest of disclosure: Last weekend I went four-wheeling with a friend in the direction of Chiva Falls, but were turned back for lack of second mastodon to help in case of trouble. We left no trace, other than our promise to return with a herd – and maybe with a mountain bike if I can think of a way not to seem all uppity about it.