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SILVER Star
Jessica and I attempted to go to Placitas via the back way and failed hugely!!! We made it a whopping 350 yards from the top before spending couple of hours turning around and heading back up the hill. The snow was deep and even with four chains, traction was just about non existent.
I was beating on the mighty 1FZFE pretty hard when the EFI fuse started to blow. At this time, I put out an APB to Terrill, Jon, Larry and Steve L. that I'm gonna need help one way or the other. The EFI fuse would blow when the engine is torquing under severe load so I bet a wire is frayed near the EGR valve. It could also be a mouse chewing through the wire issue too, who knows. In any case, we needed to winch ourselves 180 deg around and then winch up the hill.
Some of you might recall that there is a guard rail using thick wire rope along the road. We used the short posts as winch anchor, which is about every ten feet or so, to slowly turn ourselves around. Right about the time we were completely turned around, we hear this two stroke motor sounding engine running at WOT. Jessica goes, who is trying to ride a motorcycle down here? Well, it turns out to be Jon whose hamsters were running as fast as they could! He pulls up and yells through the window "Ash, how the
am I gonna get back up that hill?"
So, I hook the winch on to Jon's rear bumper and pull him around so that we're both now pointing up hill. We were making progress until we came across a Ford Escape who is buried. Couple of snowboarders were wanting to go to Bernalillo after a full day of skiing. They're both physically wasted as they were shoveling the snow with their snowboards. Jon and I made a plan to snatch block the Escape out of our way so that we can go past. After that, Jon towed me while I towed the Escape.
As the convoy proceeds toward the parking lot, we passed Terrill!
A big thanks to Jon and Terrill for showing up. Even though we were close to civilization, the thought of leaving my rig overnight wasn't too appealing.
We still made it to SF to meet friends for dinner by 6:30
I was beating on the mighty 1FZFE pretty hard when the EFI fuse started to blow. At this time, I put out an APB to Terrill, Jon, Larry and Steve L. that I'm gonna need help one way or the other. The EFI fuse would blow when the engine is torquing under severe load so I bet a wire is frayed near the EGR valve. It could also be a mouse chewing through the wire issue too, who knows. In any case, we needed to winch ourselves 180 deg around and then winch up the hill.
Some of you might recall that there is a guard rail using thick wire rope along the road. We used the short posts as winch anchor, which is about every ten feet or so, to slowly turn ourselves around. Right about the time we were completely turned around, we hear this two stroke motor sounding engine running at WOT. Jessica goes, who is trying to ride a motorcycle down here? Well, it turns out to be Jon whose hamsters were running as fast as they could! He pulls up and yells through the window "Ash, how the

So, I hook the winch on to Jon's rear bumper and pull him around so that we're both now pointing up hill. We were making progress until we came across a Ford Escape who is buried. Couple of snowboarders were wanting to go to Bernalillo after a full day of skiing. They're both physically wasted as they were shoveling the snow with their snowboards. Jon and I made a plan to snatch block the Escape out of our way so that we can go past. After that, Jon towed me while I towed the Escape.
As the convoy proceeds toward the parking lot, we passed Terrill!
A big thanks to Jon and Terrill for showing up. Even though we were close to civilization, the thought of leaving my rig overnight wasn't too appealing.
We still made it to SF to meet friends for dinner by 6:30