I turn 55 tomorrow. So, this was a birthday present to myself - to return the Coke ovens, a place that I had visited when I was 20 in my first V8 mustard FJ40. It was a special treat to make the run with a couple of nice FJ45s. Juan and Diego did a great job of leading, except for the five minutes that we looked like the keystone cops racing around in circles trying to find our way out from the Coke Ovens.

We decided to return on the south loop, since there was a very tough spot on the north side just before we got there and it was difficult enough with gravity helping.
Mark is a great source of Cruiser wisdom and experience and was prepared for any trouble the trail threw our way. There is a certain Guru quality to him. I think its the beard. Terry piloted his very nice red 80 from south of Tucson. Carl and Mom were late in the yellow FJ Cruiser, as he predicted, and just when we had given up on him, he caught us on the trail. Glad you made it!
A broken shock mount on Mike's red 45 was the only real carnage of the day. Also, a very lucky break for Mike on the way out Cottonwood Canyon when the steering arm came loose and he made an uncontrolled hard right turn at 25mph over a berm and into a flat open space. Five minutes later it would have happened on Hwy 79 at a much higher rate of speed. You bang around all day long in Box Canyon, Martinez, and Coke Ovens and just when you think your home free, exit stage right. New shorts were in order.
Great people, great scenery, great vehicles and a memorable day. I had a wonderful time, in spite of the battery problem that plagued me half the day. Time to upgrade battery and alternator.
Happy Trails,
Fu