We turned off the road and into a snowy, forested wonderland.
I immediately felt the limitations of my tiny summer street tires, and the first time the group stopped moving I got stuck. The Xterra ahead of me pulled out a tow strap and pulled me to the next stopping point. But at that point the stock JK was stuck, and it looked like it was going to take some time to dig him out. So I took the opportunity to chain up so I wouldn't be on the tow strap all day.
After that point (just a few minutes in), the day was much more laid back. The truck never had a problem getting through snow that I never would have dreamed of attempting without friendly tow straps on either side. And yet, they weren't needed. It was a pretty fun ride overall.
Coming up this largeish hill a couple of the rigs required multiple attempts, so I expected to get promptly stuck, but that's not what happened.
Made it to the top and caught up with the friendly tow strap.
The forest is so beautiful...
At this clearing our fearless leader decided to try breaking a trail up a much steeper section of trail. After a dozen or so attempts (involving several pauses to let the truck cool off between passes) he decided to call it quits and we instead stopped for lunch.
Kingsford Charcoal. On sale everywhere. Originally produced by the Ford Motor Company in Kingsford, (upper) Michigan, a few miles down the road. It's not produced there anymore, but I've run into several folks who claim it as a local brand.
The fire continued to burn lower and lower into the snowbank. I don't think it reached ground by the time we left (it was sitting on the platform of sticks). Of course, extinguishing it was easy.
Beautiful trail...
After lunch I was promoted to the #5 spot instead of being at the back. The black JK in the #2 spot is the one that got repeatedly stuck. Aside from my first episode (before I grabbed my chains), that rig accounted for all of the other extractions except the next one.
The trail lead through this large obstacle. It was taller than the jeeps, and even the trail that they broke through the drift left the snow up to the tops of the doors. This guy got stuck.
After he was tugged out the bank looked like this.
The hole was still a good bit narrower than my un-capable truck, and I had no desire to repeat the high-centering dance, so I gathered a little bit of speed and tore a much larger hole through it. This picture is where I got my avatar. It is a picture taken half-way through the maneuver.
It was a blast.
