well, the northwoods turned into a valkyrie on the weekend. battles hard fought n failed, back broken but not beaten down. splinted it's spine n sent it staggering southwest towards home. not yet valhalla, not yet. that busted up old warrior is not joining you till I say it is

got to black lake in the midst of an epic


thunder storm


late friday night, yup, thor was some p!$$ed. slept in the truck as i wasn't setting up camp in that rain. saturday morning, it was still raining so off into the trails i head. this was about 7 am. the old beast was running as stoic as ever. around 9, the smell of gas said "hey @$$hole, you might have a problem" . i get the truck to a flat clean rock area, take a look ,"well, no $h!t gas is leaking" the passenger side rear spring mount was ripped out of the frame and had started raping the fuel tank. f%$k it, where i'm planning on camping is only 3 kilometers north, drive it. even driving elegant, some parts of that trail will hammer your $h!t. nice, the rain had stopped by the time i got to camp site. well lets take a good look at the carnage, bonus,the tank wasn't opened up any more. just the seam compromised. about 10 seconds between drips. that i can live with. the axle had swung back far enough to lay the shackle flat to frame. f&#k it, that looks like a sunday morning problem, i'm here to camp so camp i will.
sunday morning rolls around, with rain. break camp betwix rain drops then get to cobble f@%kery. how did i fobble cuck it you ask. pick up the @$$ end, 2ton come along hooked to front body mount, cable back to, around rear axle n back to said mount. drag the axle ahead to get the spring mount to sorta clip into the sorta notched frame. take a dozen or so feet of mechanics wire n endeavor to kinda safety wire $h!t in place. the fuel leak?, yeah, don't fill over half n you ain't got a leak. perfect, works for me. 200 hundred miles later, that tired warrior was in home port, under own power


