Quack Attack is located in the Santiam Pass ORV area, just outside Sisters Oregon. This trail has been on my radar for quite some time, and has been called one of Oregon's most difficult trails. I finally had the opportunity to run it this weekend, and it certainly delivers.
I decided to make a long day out of it and day trip it down there, so I packed the Jeep late Friday night after work, and left Vancouver 0500 Saturday morning. Scott was interested in running the trail too, and volunteered to be my co-driver for the day. We hit the road and met up with the group at the Ray Benson snow park 0830 with four vehicles ready to hit the trail.
The trail starts just outside the entrance to the snow park, and within 100 feet we had winch line pulled.
Paul in his CJ took a bad line, and got a bit high centered. He winched through, and we continued on... 30 more feet until we saw what was next.
Shave kit paying off.
Coming through this section, Paul actually laid his rig over on the passenger side.
With Paul through, Doug saddled up and eased into the drop.
As you can see just as you drop into this shoot, there's a massive axle grabber of a rock dead center in front of the Jeep. Setup before dropping is key on this one, and get ready to start feeling tippy.
Shawn in his clean Commando decided to bypass this section. I should have done the same, but my dumb ass decided to bring a station wagon through it. Like I said earlier, setup before dropping is key, and I had my rear end too far to the right which made things a challenge once I dropped the front. Thanks to some awesome spotters, two dudes hanging onto a tow strap keeping me from going over, and a lot of patience I got through it.
Two hours later, and two hundred feet into the trail, we continued on.
Tree bumper.
After some crawling we arrived to the two suburban sized rocks, and a sharp right turn to get through them.
With very limited room for maneuvering, Doug snatched off a tree and pulled Paul's rear end uphill to square him up for the turn.
Doug trying to square up. Sporting an Atlas 5:1 he had the ability to front dig his front end down, which was a huge advantage.
It's a tight squeeze, but with some good armor, and a little bit of muscle pushing on the cage, Doug squeezed through.
I decided to make a long day out of it and day trip it down there, so I packed the Jeep late Friday night after work, and left Vancouver 0500 Saturday morning. Scott was interested in running the trail too, and volunteered to be my co-driver for the day. We hit the road and met up with the group at the Ray Benson snow park 0830 with four vehicles ready to hit the trail.
The trail starts just outside the entrance to the snow park, and within 100 feet we had winch line pulled.
Paul in his CJ took a bad line, and got a bit high centered. He winched through, and we continued on... 30 more feet until we saw what was next.
Shave kit paying off.
Coming through this section, Paul actually laid his rig over on the passenger side.
With Paul through, Doug saddled up and eased into the drop.
As you can see just as you drop into this shoot, there's a massive axle grabber of a rock dead center in front of the Jeep. Setup before dropping is key on this one, and get ready to start feeling tippy.
Shawn in his clean Commando decided to bypass this section. I should have done the same, but my dumb ass decided to bring a station wagon through it. Like I said earlier, setup before dropping is key, and I had my rear end too far to the right which made things a challenge once I dropped the front. Thanks to some awesome spotters, two dudes hanging onto a tow strap keeping me from going over, and a lot of patience I got through it.
Two hours later, and two hundred feet into the trail, we continued on.
Tree bumper.
After some crawling we arrived to the two suburban sized rocks, and a sharp right turn to get through them.
With very limited room for maneuvering, Doug snatched off a tree and pulled Paul's rear end uphill to square him up for the turn.
Doug trying to square up. Sporting an Atlas 5:1 he had the ability to front dig his front end down, which was a huge advantage.
It's a tight squeeze, but with some good armor, and a little bit of muscle pushing on the cage, Doug squeezed through.
