So for those of you not involved with this saga.
Joe busted a lower control arm bracket in Bronco Canyon, we discovered it Thursday night. On Friday I thought I had fixed it well enough for the run but it appears my welding fung fu is weak. Just before the drop in to the water crossing Joe heard a crunch, my weld had failed. We did a trail repair and decided to let Joe's rig sit and loaded everybody into the 40's and made it down to the first water crossing and across. It was delightful, good friends and a beautiful setting. After lunch we all headed back out. Everything went well and we made it back to Joe's truck with no incident. Mark dropped off Joe's GF at his truck and headed off to his foot ball game. We all followed not long after.
Just before the rocky place by the pucker spot I dropped off a ledge and heared a loud crack, not a good sound. After that my steering was pretty wankey, since the truck was still drivable I decided to carry on. Not long after Joe stopped and jumped out of his truck to take, another, look at the trail repair. He had been doing this pretty often so I didn't think much of it until he motioned me over,

. Keith's welding had held but the bracket had failed, again. We limped out to the staging area and assessed the situation.
There really wasn't much we could do with Joes truck without a replacement bracket. My truck could be fixed but we were less than a mile from pavement and a AAA tow, or were we?
Keith offered to help me fix my truck but I figured what the hell I pay for AAA why not let them give my truck a ride home and not worry about a trail fix the whole way. So we sent Keith on his way and made our calls to AAA. As a back up I made a call to Jack, just in case. He was on his way to dinner with family but offered to give us a call after to find out what happened with AAA.
We limped out the the over pass and waited for the tow trucks to arrive and deliver us to our humble abodes.
Driver one arrives with a flat bed. This is John Candy with a bad attitude, pretty much a prick. He informs us that AAA will not approve towing for a modified vehicle, and will not pay him if he tows us. This is pretty much bull s*** because we have used AAA to tow modified vehicles before, the only time they won't pay the towing company is if the towing company tells them they towed a modified vehicle, duh.
After a mild conversation we send driver one on his way.
Enter Driver Two, this guy is Cheech. He would be more than happy to tow my truck except that he has a regular flat tow rig and his wheel tie downs are not big enough to go around the 37" tires on my truck. He was with the same company as Driver one and I got the impression he shared my opinion of the guy.
So now we have two broken rigs sitting under the Eagle Lakes Road overpass, it's getting late the wimmens folk are tired and hungry.
I'm pissed, Joe's pissed. I started working on plan B. I made a call to Ray. To bad his trailer was on vacation in CA, but he offered to load his portable gas powered welder up and come on out to help fix my rig. Almost as soon as I get off the phone with Ray Jack calls back and offers to come on out and give Joe's truck a ride home.
Time passes.
Yet more time passes.
Angry glares from the wimmens.
Yet more time passes.
The sun sinks into the west.....
Ray shows up, right on his heels Jack shows up.
Jack and Joe load Joe's rig on his flat bed.
Ray produces an angle grinder and I cleaned up the broken welds as well as possible.
Dan, Ray and Ray's friend fight with the welder.
More fighting with the balky welder.
Eventually we break out the ready welder, which combined with two monster batteries from Rays diesel and some might mighty C-clamp power weld my steering box mount up enough for us to make it home.
I don't think I've ever seen a clamp like the three foot monster Ray produced, we were able to clamp the mount, then I hauled back on it drawing the mount into position while Ray welded it. I swear the truck drove as well as it ever has on the way home.
We all made it home safe and sound, even if it was a bit later than we had planned.
I can't thank Jack and Ray enough for their help, it would have been a real nightmare without their help. As it is I think Joe and I both used up a lot of man points yesterday.

but still not as bad as it could have been.