These are from Febuary 7th, around when we had a buttload of snow. When we went out I went down a hill that was too difficult for the climb back up. Being familiar with this part of the woods we knew the other routes out, mulled it over a bit and decided to go another way. Fortunately my buddy felt like tagging along, the 80 made it up the hill that schooled me just fine.
Barely a mile away the road hit a drift that just kept getting deeper. Traveling downhill I managed to get high centered in the snowdrift. The 80 couldn't drag or winch me even locked up, at least it was a ticket out for the night if needed. I dug a path both ways in the snow for two hours. Running backwards beating the motor at 5.5k got me moving, then another 5.5k at the hill that stopped me before to get home. I try not to be mean to the thing but that's the hardest I've ever run the motor. Damnit it's supposed to be a daily driver...
i moved from my beloved state of WASHINGTON to a miserable place in ORYGUN. where there is no wheelin spots for 200 miles.
what i would give to get window deep stuck right now. damn i miss the mud. My old 80 hasnt seen a trail in months.
were at in oregon are you I cant believe there are no trails for that far. Im waiting for friends to stop being lame and actually go wheeling with me so I can post up some pics
Not stuck, but had to back up twice to get out of a deep drivers side rut.
My buddy stuck his jeep on 35's right after
And heres a nice one. The jeep is on 38's and yes thats a boulder in front of his rear tire. Stuck up to the rockers. 1 broken strap and in turn dented hood/broken light, ! broken front diff/locker and ! broken rear locker and he limped out.
One dude asked why we play in mud. Well I go through this (which is kinda fun in itself):
To get to places like this:
Trail riding man. Here it consists of muddy vallays and rocky hills. Gotta go thru the mud to get to the rocks!
Ahhh s***! Wrong folder Dammit. Close enough. Will it count if i own a 90 mini as well lol?
The mud is a year round thing. The local mining company was nice enough to cut down all the trees here and then use them for fuel. They used to cover the ore with the wood and light it. So now we have exposed bedrock on the higher ground and bottomless pits in the valleys.
Believe me, I dont sit in mud and gas the truck, check out how clean she is man! I usually take the easy lines and just putt through. Some of the retards I wheel with have this need to point their rigs at the deepest nastiest s*** just to prove they can make it. Then they end up getting stuck every 5 seconds and hold up the ride. They are all proud driving around with 3" of mud covering their trucks while mine is still nice and purdy.
Top of the morning gentlemen, the woods have just been open a week here. The second non-snow extraction of the year was a fun one. First one was my old roommates 1990 Lumina hung up on a monster stump. I can't find those pics but I drug him over it and just rotated the stump. It took everything except the sandladders and winch to free him (even had to use the X-Jack).
I was trying to stay to the left but the ground was much softer than expected. The truck dropped passenger-nose first into the water fast. When the fan tapped the water I was done. Even if the weather is more pleasant for heavy engine repair, pride goes before the fall (besides, I lucked out not bending rods last time ). Going back the way I came was a pretty steep climb, wish I had a pic of that. Then I smashed a rock at the top of the hill, not fast but killed the motor (verifying operation of one slightly smoked clutch). On the way back out of the canyon I had one more test. After unlocking my hubs I damaged the sensor wire to the oil pressure gauge. Took a little while to verify this and finally, time to go home.
I just did brakes/bearings/upper ball joints and aligned the front end last week. Now I've gotta dig into all that crap again, gotta cover my apples. If I hurry I can get out wheeling in a couple hours. Even if you never intend to get wet the rocks may have other ideas.