Funny, not a human in sight for miles and miles of dirt, then I get caught at a railroad crossing by the longest train in history. This was right after making my way through a herd of sheep grazing nearby.
The first of many never ending dirt roads. At least they weren't too rutted. I could keep a steady 40-45mph without feeling squirrely.
My 4 gallon XT225 tank sure gives me peace of mind when I'm on unknown roads and trails in the middle of nowhere.