Everything is relative. Once Admiral posts some videos or pictures you will understand just how hairy things were at times, way beyond a typical "Fredz Easy Trail" experience...something about thick bar grabbing blinding brush on foot wide trails hung on really steep slopes, big trees, roots & rocks, etc. I came away thinking we did pretty good for three old farts on aging vintage Yamamahogs, an IT, a DT, and a TW considering we were already middle aged when these bikes were made.
But then again things are relative. On way home I camped along the Owyhee River where only other person was a kid from Tasmania loading up his squirt boat kayak for a solo five day whitewater float. No support, no shuttle arrangements, he simply planned to hitchhike back like he had been doing last 2 months on other western wild and scenic rivers. Spent a hour riverside with the very interesting fellow pouring over maps, sharing tales and hearing his plans for steep creek & big water floats in the next month. He sure seemed confident to tackle our Class V rapids. I wished him well and envied his self confidence and spirit of adventure.
Made our rides seem tame by comparison.