Dirty Heads Tour Diary Episode 4: ATV Accident Wrecks Day in the Country
[Editor’s Note: This summer, L.A.’s Dirty Heads drift across the U.S. and Canada on a pungent cloud of reggae, hip-hop and rock, and as they and tourmates the Expendables make the rounds, they’re filing weekly diary entries for Diffuser.fm. In this installment, bassist David Foral shares the scary story of how an ATV accident cast a pall on what had been a pretty sweet day at a Utah resort. Two broken feet and 25 stitches later, everyone is OK, though the Heads are down one sound engineer for the remainder of the trek. ]
A day after headlining the Utah Reggae Fest in Salt Lake City, we took a much-needed day off at an Elk Resort just outside of Ogden. The majestic 14-room lodge owned by an ex-NFL Bronco sat nestled between two peaks on a sprawling 1,000-acre compound. The grounds are stocked with elk, bison and trout. Native moose, dear and mountain lion have also been found on the property. Although there was no TV or cell service, we managed to find plenty activities to keep us busy for the day.
A pig was buried at 6AM and prepared “island style” — wrapped in banana leaves and filled with apples, potatoes and pineapples. While the sweet meat smoldered in the ground, we spread out across the land for a fun-filled day of exploration. We took summit trips up the mountain in an off-road golf cart and fished in the local streams for cutthroat and rainbow trout. Jared landed the fish of the day, and we baked it with onions, garlic and a lemon-pepper rub.
We played cornhole and horseshoes with our friends the Expendables and Big B until the sun went down. Just when we felt like the day couldn’t get any better, the unexpected happened. Duddy [Dustin Bushnell] and our sound engineer Trough were injured when an ATV rolled over. They were rushed to the hospital for treatment. Trough ended up breaking both of his feet. He’ll be out for the rest of the tour. We all wish him a speedy recovery. Duddy’s leg was scrapped up and needed 25 stitches to close a gasher on his foot. Less than 24 hours later, he hobbled onstage in Boise and began melting faces once again. It was just another typical day on the road.