Trip Report
After a slight delay from your's truly, we gathered everyone up, aired down and headed for the fawnskin entrance to Holcomb Creek with 5 FJ 40's and 1 slightly modified Rubicon. The weather started out cold and with some strong gusty winds, but no rain or snow falling. There really wasn't a whole helluva lot of snow, but the ice on the trail was quite entertaining. After our first creek crossing and heading up the hillside, we realized that Holcomb Creek was going to be a serious challenge. We ended up winching one up, to be unnamed, after there was a little slipping and sideways action that nearly resulted in a rollover

. After everyone made it to the top we ran into another group with several rigs struggling to make the second hill climb. The decision was made to turn around and slide ever so gently over to John Bull and run it from the west to the east. Still no rain or snow

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We were quite suprised to find a newer stock suburban and full size Ford where the trail starts to get good on John Bull attempting to turn around and come back out. After passing these folks up, we continued up the trail for lunch. After some yaking and grub, we started decending down the trail still heading east. Everything was going great until John Nelson, our trail leader mentioned a group ahead of us that was blocking the trail broken down...and there were 4 somewhat stock cherokee's behind them, all heading west. This is where the trail gets really narrow and where several nice rocks requiring a little thinking.
We found a large open area to park and went down to see if we could help, supervise, and exchange some laughs. As it turned out Paul had a spare fuel pump for the broken rig and they were able to pull aside and let rigs go by. All the meanwhile, a large group of Jeeps began coming down the trail and before we knew it, the trail now seemed like the 405 or 101 freeway-stopped because the Jeeps going west were now high centered. After shaking our heads in disbelief, we eventually made it back to our rigs and joined the traffic jam as the stuck rigs, with a little help from some hi-lift jacks moved aside to let us through.
All in all the weather remained cold, but tolerable. As far as I know, there were no breaks, no damage, and a good time had by all.