Check the weather first.

Actually, we didn't make it all the way to Duck Creek. This was the only way I could get it to show on the map. When we were first married, my wife and I made a trip up Cedar Mountain from our home in Cedar City. A freak snowstorm came in behind us such that, when we turned around to go home, we were taken by surprise and started skidding toward a 150 ft. cliff...with no guardrail. Angels attended us somehow and we veered into a ditch on the other side of the road. But shortly afterward a truck with a massive lift kit pulled the same maneuver and just about squished my wife against the mountainside as we checked our damage. Angels were working overtime that day and somehow the truck veered away from her and hit the back of the car, which hit me and knocked me 10 feet away. Even knocked my wedding ring off my finger. Scariest day of my life and certainly of our 3-month-old marriage at the time.

The good news was that my friend and I were able to find the ring, almost buried in mud, three weeks later after the snow had melted a bit.