I'll put up the rest of my pics I have online of my old FJ55 here. There may be more, but I'll have to locagte them.
This is what happens to your FJ55 when some yahoo totals his AMC POS on your rear bumper at 30 mph when you're stopped at a stoplight.
Really just the bumper ends and the body work behind them and, as later discovered, a bent frame on the drivers side of the front bench seat. My neck, however, has never been the same. Interestingly, the friont seat had the mounts for headrest built in, but covered over by the seat material, It's like Toyota got halfway there , then decided this important safety measure could wait another year.
The next two pics are fro an excursion to Sandridge State Forest near Havana, IL. Used to have roads in the sand that were open to the public, then when the public started using them, they were closed in the late 70s. That's my brother on the left holding a PBR in the first pic, along with our roommate sitting on the front bumper and some other misc. folks that squeezed in.
Next a couple of pics from the pits over near Kickapoo.
The brown patch on the right rear is from some minor trail rash I picked up in Indiana climbing out of a rainy hole. It was the first time I ever got the 55 stuck, but we somehow managed to get out. The next pic is the site of that hole, which had since been bulldozed in something considerably less challenging, which the pics after illustrates better. That's my college dorm buddy, Dave Adam, who went to Colorado with me in the other pics in this series from that trip.
Here's a bridge towards the north end of the Kickapoo complex. I think it was replaced by a new bridge that is just south of Kinney's Ford.
Packing the truck for the Colorado trip.
Here I am in front of the cabins at the Wild Irishman Mine, located just a little south of the Silverplume/Georgetown Loop area.
No truck in the next pic, but shows Dave cleaning up after breakfast. Its just so scenic and a great example of the places your can go in your Land Cruiser.
The Pig posed at the top of Hoosier Pass. It's a paved road and not all that tall, but since we were both native Hoosiers, we had to take it.
The next year(1978?) I'd managed to save up enough to afford some improvements. Here's my 8274 and some protection on the front, being inspected by my calico cat, CaCa. Then a nice 3/4 view of the 55, showing off a set of the very first BFG Radial All-Terrains.
The side profile barely shows it, but there's the spare on my homemade rear carrier bumper, because no one made anything like that for a 55 at the time. Had to do something about the spare, because it had lost it's place when I installed a 50 gallon replacement tank under there. And somehow I'd managed to have those silly white letters turned inward on the tires, between this pic and the two previous ones.
Here we are on a visit to Phoenix, where my bro and Randy decamped to after getting fired from their jobs making Vetter motorcycle fairings by taking a too long 4th of July and deciding they'd rather collect the unemployment case they won in warmer climates than those infamous Illinois winters of the late 70s.
I spent about 10 days in Arizona, which included a big camping trip to Roosevelt Lake. This pic is from the long road around the lake.
Finally a couple of pics that popped up just because somebody thought a Pig was cool. This first one is from an early version of the PayPal website.
This next one was spotted parked at Neil Young's ranch when he and the rest of CSN&Y were working on something. Any idea who the cool person who owned a nice fresh 55 might be, just like I did, back in the day?