Alright - here's the quick trip report, along with some cell camera pics; About 11-12 trucks, a good turnout overall, and we didn't spend a lot of time sitting at the Gas Station beyond 8:30a! The driver meeting lasted about 30 seconds, and I jumped into tailgun position mostly because I've never been on this run before and didn't want to get blamed for holding anybody up. On the departure, we picked up Juan in his dark green 80, and filled out the pack: all totalled, mostly 80's, a 100 or two, and a single FJCruiser.
The run up to Bartlett turnoff was uneventful, and the airdown had one no-start fixed by a quick swap of the EFI relay/fuse and back on the trail. Several river crossings before we hit Sheeps Bridge, and one of the first ones looked like this from my vantage point;
Phil did a great job taking pictures and guiding us in, and I appreciated the pointers since I've not forded a lot of water beyond what will get your boots muddy. This was an education for me, as seeing the Land Cruisers get really wet was impressive.
At Sheeps Bridge, I figured the trenches from tires would get deeper the more trucks went through, so got in 3rd, and with good timing to pull around to the 'beach' and get some shots of other members crossing in the background;
After everyone had a chance to pull in, our encampment was pretty nice. I took a rugged hike up the back road to the bridge, and captured this shot while everyone was getting set up for lunch;
On the hike up there, I found a patch of pincushion cactus in bloom, and remembered a survival show saying you can eat the blossoms. Sure enough, plucking them out carefully gave a fruit you could simply dust off and pop in your mouth for a sweet and tasty treat - about like a bland strawberry, and I didn't eat them all, in case anyone was wondering;
I think everyone had a chance to hike (or drive) up to the bridge, and seems like most of the club had a chance to watch a Dodge Diesel get stuck on the exit side going in, and then get REALLY stuck on the exit side going back. This took place right below the bridge, and quite an audience was in attendance for the resultant winching and towing. Someone else will have to fill in details on that, as I was back at the beach sitting on a rock with my feet in the water to cool down.
After lunch, I was in the 2nd group of trucks to head out, and most stayed behind to enjoy the rest of the afteroon. Overall, a great run - 100mi round trip for me, so was quick to get out there, and a blast to see as I'd never been up that way before aside from just going to the lake. Others will have some better shots of the water crossings, and I want to thank Phil for setting up this run (with advance notice for others to attend!), Lauren for the ride back down from the bridge, and to everyone else for being such a nice group to wheel with.
Can't wait to see the other pictures Jackson must have captured,