Sat Aug 9: The group is going to run Slick Rock and leave at 9am. I wake up right at 9am because I hear everyone start their rigs but I’m still pretty exhausted from going to bed at 4am the night before, so I decide to skip it and hopefully some guys will run it a little later. I make my way around camp and find Tim (skipper) and Art who agree to leave camp around 10:15am to go run the trail. I eat some breakfast, chug some Gatorade, and make some manifold burritos for lunch. We leave around 10:15am for Slick Rock Trail. The trail is pretty easy until you get to the final obstacle – the Stair Steps. This obstacle is anywhere from moderate to very difficult depending on which of the many lines you take up. We sit here for a few hours and watch people in our group and other groups try different lines. There are a few close calls with vehicles getting very tippy, but overall it was well-driven by most people. Tim (knucklehead_61) tried going down the obstacle on a line that I didn’t think was a very good idea and very nearly put his big red rig on the roof. He got very lucky by flooring it at the last possible second and kept it upright. After the Stair Steps you can turn around and run the trail backwards or you can get on the road and drive around back to camp. It starts to dawn on me that I am tired of camping and really want a shower and hotel room for the night. I am also not looking forward to doing a marathon drive home on Sunday – any time I can drive tonight will make Sunday that much easier. Driving the trail back and taking the road back both take about the same time and I decide to take the road back for a couple of reasons: 1) I want to stop and get gas on the way back to camp so I can start driving home tonight, 2) things have gone very smoothly for my rig on this trip and I want to minimize any chance of damage before driving 850 miles home. I get back to camp around 4pm and start to pack up. I get packed up by about 5pm and start to say my goodbyes. I hit the road at 5:45pm and drive 3 hours. I find a Motel 6 just north of Sacramento and decide to crash there for the night. This Motel 6 is clearly full of tweakers and other undesirables but the price was right and I was done driving for the night. I hit the sheets at 10pm and pass out. I wake up around 3am to the sound of tons of cop cars in the parking lot. I have no idea what the problem is but I need to go back to bed and have no trouble getting sleep.
Ran into a heard of cows on the road to Slick Rock. They let the cattle "free range" here and they put bells on their tails so you can hear them at night wandering around. There was a group of maybe 10 of them just walking down the road, so I took a picture. This cow was maybe 3 feet from my door:
Art, at the start of Slick Rock Trail:
At one point (maybe back in the 40's/50's), Slick Rock Trail was paved and it lead from Lake Alpine to a Swiss Chalet or something. Some of the pavement can be seen in a few spots:
Tim at the V-notch:
Great view before descending the steep hill:
Tim descending the hill:
Bruce stuck good just after breaking his rear shaft at the Stair Steps. His right rear tire was wedged in really good:
Eric going up the left line of the Stair Steps. It is WAY steeper than the picture looks:

hanging out on top of the Stair Steps:
Stephanie (Ms. Smasho) driving up in Gordo Smasho's rig. She made it look easy:
Mr Ed's rig after almost flopping on the Steps:
The cabin at Mosquito Lake, on the way back to camp: