TORXreport: King of the Hammers
Johnson Valley, California
February 2-8, 2014
Johnson Valley, California
February 2-8, 2014
After web wheeling Johnson Valley for years, and following the King of the Hammers race from the beginning, both have been on my bucket list. This past week I finally got the chance to head down to "Hammertown," and experience the race in person, and see what Johnson Valley is all about. It was an epic trip.
During the weeks leading up to KOH, I was busy lending a hand for race prep on the POR Wheeler's #689 Ultra4 car. They had secured a spot in the main race this year, which meant the car had to be at 100%. We replaced worn suspension joints, inspected the differentials, changed out leaky seals, packed bearings, and even pulled the transmission the week before the race.
In addition to the POR Wheeler's crew, a few others including myself committed to making the trek down to help lend a hand this year. I wasn't quite sure how I was going to get down there, or what I would be driving. I hadn't really driven the Nail Salon much since returning from Moab in October. However, the week before departure I made the executive decision to get the Nail Salon road trip worthy. Yes, my jalopy was heading to Johnson Valley!
After loading up the Jeep with the essentials for spending a week in the desert, I was ready to hit the road.

Road trip!

The Jeep quickly settled into it's groove with the cruise control set and Sirius streaming. My first pit stop was Grants Pass just before sunset.

Back on the road coming into Ashland with Mt. Jefferson in the distance.

Cresting Siskiyou Pass, and dropping into California.

After the thirteenth hour I called it after reaching Fresno. Joey (FiveNDime) was a ways behind me (wonderful Cali towing speed limit), and met up with me in Fresno as well. We crashed in the Walmart parking lot to catch a few hours rest before continuing on.

0700 we were back on the road.

Odd wildlife.

Despite the lack of evergreen trees, the SoCal landscape was quite scenic.

As we got closer we began to see more and more KOH pilgrims. Chase trucks, trailers with race cars, and even a few rigs shoved inside of box trucks and dump trucks. I began to sense the spirit of, "what ever it takes to get to KOH."


Eventually we had arrived at Johnson Valley.

We continued down Boone Road for a ways, and then after rounding the last corner Hammertown appeared in the distance on the lake bed.

