Right off the bat, I had to winch my self out of a mucky, knee-deep mess. I was trotting back up the trail to assist Pat and proved that it was exactly knee-deep in a spot that looked "solid". Enjoy...only shame is I didn't have the camera running when I sank up to my knee and almost tossed the camera into another county.
Benke got himself so stuck that we had to strap Pat's rig to a tree and use a snatch block. Benke said he was just following me, but I don't think so. His wheels weren't even touching the bottom. We all looked like slot car racers at this place. Once your wheels got in the ruts, there was no fighting it.
We found the Grand Canyon and rolled into it with no brakes ...wheeeee! I didn't want to risk getting sideways, so I just put it in second gear, rolled over the edge and let gravity do its thang.
Me and Thomas were tree huggers on this day... well, more like tree yankers, trying to keep Pat's rig from getting the Dig-Dug signature look (which, by the way, became ever more enhanced after a run-in with another tree).
By the far the funniest moment is when Benke almost made it up this slippery ramp. Remember I said "almost"...ha-ha-haaaaaa!
first, here is our cockpit view almost going up and just stopping short of the level spot on top.

then Benke's attempt. (For what its worth, no one made it without bypassing or winching, but not for lack of trying

...he-he-he Pat knows what his rev limiter sounds like now.)
