I arrived at Slade nearing dusk. I was to meet a few of my brother's friends who just so happened to be riding down and camping there the same night. I was treated to metts and beers and slept under the pines next to my bike. I awoke early to meet Dan, and was greeted by this view.
If it looks familiar, see here
Dan and I rode south to try and find the northern intersection of 11 and Big Bend Ridge Rd. As you saw, lucky for us we missed it.
That road is one of the gnarliest I've ever been on, and there is no way I would have attempted to ascend that climb knowing I had a new dirt rider along. This was no place for mistakes.
The rest of teh road before that rocky descent was nice, though. Plenty of spurs to explore, and we found what we thought may be an arch you can ride across, though we couldn't be sure. The ground on either side of this section of road drops off in sheer, undercut cliffs.