The story....
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Well......Friday, Death Valley Paul and I ate a nice lunch at Qdoba and headed up the hill at about 1:00. Once we got to the campground to drop off the truck and trailer, we were surprised to see Sequoia and his dad waiting so we all headed out from there. We got out there in good time but Death Valley Paul had the FJ80 so he got hung up a few times and got some body damage.
Saturday....we did nothing. Just socialized the whole day. We didn't even head out to explore Swamp or the higher lake. It was very nice
Sunday we wished Bryan and Anthony (wiser) off at 8:00 am. About an hour later Jay, Will and some others took off. We took off at 11:00 am and as we got up the hill out of camp Mike Armstrong (Geoff's dad) tore a transmission cooler line (about 11:03). Got that fixed and to the top of the hill we went for a nice look of the overview. Headed to the cabin for lunch and then we were off again. That one tough section we spent about an hour and a half getting the group through. (I am waiting to go through some pictures of all that) 1500 feet from, there Richard had his steering drama so we spent about an hour fiddling and making fun of him. He welded it all up and git it running. 500 feet down from there Anthony's (wiser) XJ was in the *middle* of the trail with a note that he walked out at 1:30 (it was about 3:00 when we got there). As we tried to get by, I believe Richard scraped his mirror on the rig (or the tree) trying to get by and as I was squeezing through, the rear pass tire climbed something and tipped the overhang of my truck bed into Anthony's tire carrier....I have to fix that now :/.
We kept plugging away and got out about 6:00. We took the fire roads out and re-grouped at the pavement. We regrouped and Richard and I took off and waited at the next turn in the road....and they never showed. I got on the radio and Death Valley Paul's rig was without a fuel pump. I wished Richard off and spun back up the hill. I ended up towing him (with the braking help of David Bricker) for what I thought was 12 miles back to the tow rigs.
I got Paul's rig on the trailer and he was filling up my MJ tires so he can drive my junk back when we got word from David that Cal's rig didn't want to start. I fiddled with Cal's truck for two hours and kept charging the batteries (after I killed them over and over) with the MJ and eventually got the thing started with my foot pegged into the fuel pedal. It ran horrid and I held it for about 5 minutes until it would idle on it's own and then slammed the door shut to try to drive it to at least the road (should we need AAA to come and get it). I got it on the road....without ease as it had ZERO power. Let it run and we all loaded up. I started up my truck with the FJ80 on it and idled down the road until it warmed up and headed to the town of Shaver.
We got to Shaver and by then, Cal's tow rig was operating better, Death Valley Paul was getting the hang of the MJ, Sequoia found death wobble at 45mph. I turned my cell on to get 14 text messages and found out I won the Ruff Stuff Diff Cover give-a-way, called the wife and we headed to Prather. We all got the Prather and filled up and that was about 11:30 or so. We took off from there and met up off of Jensen in Fresno....what a spectacular area....remind me never to go back.
We ate at In&Out at 12:40 then headed down to LA. Sequoia and his dad stayed at 45 and eventually pulled out at Visalia for a quick nap. David Bricker, Death Valley Paul and I headed down the 99 stopping once for caffeine, fuel and a bathroom. I got a text from Anthony about 2:00 am letting me know he was ok so I felt good about that.
Right before we started to come out of the hills on the Grapevine and descend into Valencia, Death Valley Paul had a blowout on my front passenger 37 and the brand new OSH Grade 84 beadlock bolts gave way. He recovered real well and got to the side. He kept telling me how amazing my steering was and how it was somewhat easy to handle when it happened. I was worried about Paul but he was fine and the MJ faired well. I stopped at the brake check area and waited for him and David to find all my tools and swap the tire....this was 4:45 in the morning. They got it going and caught up to me and I checked out the carnage....the beadlock ring was bent but I think I can straighten it up and get it to work so I was happy.....dunno about the tire yet though.
We got home to my house at 6:30am. I brought the FJ80 to my place and left it on the trailer in my back yard while Paul backed the MJ in. I told Paul to wait for 15 minutes and I rushed in to use the restroom, take a shower, shave and get dressed for work. I then grabbed the Honda and Paul, dropped him off at his place and ended up being 15 minutes late for work.
I eventually made it to bed about 7:30pm after being up for 36 hours but I had a great time. I can't think of a greater group of us...Mike Armstrong, Sequoia, Death Valley Paul, David Bricker, Jeremy and myself...to deal with all the crap that was kicked up at us. Everyone was positive the whole time...no one was having a





fit kicking and punching things. Overall, a great trip with lots to remember for years to come.
Pics to come later....after I start unpacking.