The Wild Irishman???
Well, Ron, PabloCruise, et all, here are some pics of the Great 1977 Colorado via FJ55 Tour. I have more of various scenery, tourist attractions, etc, but nothing all that remarkable. Except these shots of the Green Dragon and few more.
I'll start at the beginning, packing in Pic 1. It's too neat and clean to be the end of the trip. And I see that my memory failed me already. The roof rack (ManAFre? or bought from there and some other brand? EDIT: Con-Ferr?) is already on. OK, there you go, the memory is a very flaky thing. But the pics are helping. The rack does account for my wondering how we kept everything dry and we still managed to sleep inside that one night. Some of it was wrapped up top, likely my old Coleman stove, etc.
The next two pics don't have a truck, just my buddy Dave and some cabins that we _thought_ was the Wild Irishman. Even with the help of Ige's comments, I'm still not sure where we were. Maybe someone recognizes the cabins, circa 1977? It was right at the tree line, so maybe 11,000 feet? And that hulk of a Weasel was somewhere along the trail to or from it.
Dave was brushing his teeth or washing dishes, both no no's in the lake I've known for several decades now, but we were a bit uncouth. It is a great pic, thought it's make a good postcard for Colorado.
In Pic 4, there I am. And I have hair! Wow, that's rare

at least up top. Definitely the good old days there, as it soon fell out.
In Pic 4 and Pic 5, Hoosier Pass, you can see something else I'd forgotten. The spare is relocated up top, which means that the truck is sporting a 50 gallon tank already, something else I thought came later, but I guess not. And we also had the CB in case of need, a pretty common fixture in the mid-70s and handy to have in the days before cell phones. Those KC Hi Lites worked pretty well, too, although they were a pretty good load on the alternator. That last evening coming back to Gunnison from Lake City was a memorable run on a great road with them lighting the way. Not quite street legal IIRC.
The inside joke on Hoosier Pass is that we're both Hoosiers.