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Decending Mineral Creek is a wild range of emotions. Those off camber one wheel in the air hanging wasn’t funThursday Cont...
Four rigs — two 40s and two 80s — went for Engineer. The road was bumpier than Corkscrew but nothing tragic. My copilot was clutch at spotting lines — a huge improvement over my usual “hope and steer” method.
Near Engineer Pass, Erik spotted an Unimog, which meant mandatory photos. Erik stayed to chat while the rest of us hit the top of the pass. After a few shots up top, we realize Schaefer wasn’t happening — daylight’s already packing up. That meant/mandated heading down via Mineral Creek at that.
We start down Mineral Creek. None of us have been on Mineral and we assume because it is down vs up, should be fine. For the most part is, except when it wasn’t. Luckily my copilot was calling the lines to for other to follow (mine) or the lines not to follow (also mine). Frequently we would get out and study the various lines for a 40 vs 80 Series and toss rocks where necessary. We get down and move 300-400 feet and repeat. It took a long time. To say mineral Creek was “easy downhill” (in a narrow, no power steering 40) is in the same vein that quicksand it “just wet dirt” or juggling chainsaws is “just hand-eye coordination.” George said before we got to the obstacles going down that this doesn’t count for “doing Mineral Creek” – he lost his power steering etc. and was renegotiating that position about half-way down in his 40. See, not as easy when you don't have those big comfy 80 series amenities…
There was one stretch where we were making time and I saw a place with lighting I thought would be great to cycle the rigs though for a quick pic. Well, I got too close and the ground was loose gravel and my open diff made sure I was not backing out, spin one wheel – so I need a tug about 10-12 inches. That slowed us down more than I anticipated. (My ego was the bigger recovery)
By the time we rolled out, headlights were on and the sun was long gone. I congratulated everyone on surviving my “Where the **** Did the Sun Go So Fast?” tour. Air up, realize everything’s closed, head back to camp. Dinner: whatever hadn’t melted or spoiled in the cooler. Five-star for those who ate. I was too tired.
Pics..
George @1969 ToyotaFJ40 and me
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@Greyota
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Top of Engineer Pass
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@Plains Cruiser Rig getting much need mud spa
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My recovery point...
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