Almost. We always talked about this trip, in the planning stages, as a learning experience. Hard as some of it was in the moment, we were learning concrete lessons on tires, winches and terrain, and the invaluable lessons of never taking oneself too seriously. Was the whole trip marred with confusion, ineptitude and shenanigans? No, not really. But there were moments, even--one could argue--a three-day spat of them, which we documented in the above video. Whether we made 10 miles or 10 feet, we kept on riding. "To the Twitya or bust," became our slogan.