Sand.... Sand....
DEEP HURTING! (At least with my wimpy tires. But I eventually made it up
the hill.)
Sand.... Sand....
DEEP HURTING! (At least with my wimpy tires. But I eventually made it up
the hill.)
Despite the fact that I still have wimpy P205/75R15 street tires (which I'm now planning to upgrade), I was able to make it through most of the trails without disasters. In fact, I didn't damage anything -- I'm either lucky, careful, or both. I thought I'd break the transfer case off on a rock.
Ben gets
the bright idea of taking some air out of my tires so I have some more
traction. This seemed to work.
Of course, since
I kept getting stuck, I needed the occasional tow or two. Surprisingly,
nobody minded that I got stuck and blocked the trail; I guess nobody was
in a hurry to get back to camp right away.
One of the nice
things about having a new vehicle is that it's much more reliable. Of the
two full-size pickups in this picture, one had a bad battery terminal and
a bad alternator, and the other had a problem with the starter. Ben's Willys
(actually, his friend's) on the right had a broken axle joint. Mine emerged
from the forest unscathed.
By the way,
Ben is a maniac. Here he is trying to destroy his friend's Willys on a
pile of logs.
So, would I do this again? Sure -- it was a blast. I don't know if I'd get into four-wheeling hard core, to the point where I'm installing a 3 inch lift kit and Air Lockers. (After all, I have to drive this to work every day.) Besides, I've already got mountain biking as a hobby. But I figure that I might as well use my Jeep for what it was made to do. It's also a lot more satisfying than sitting in Twin Cities traffic all day.
See you on the trails (as
Ben always says)...