Well the Silver Lake trip was a lot of fun but not without it's drawbacks.
On the way up my brother had a power steering pump go out in Chicago. Had to get it fixed in the ghetto, he said they were putting the bars back on the windows when they left. He had his 6 month old daughter, 2.5 year old son, and wife with him in his 2002 Dmax.
Then he shredded 2 of the 6 groooves of his belt the rest of the way up, didn't arrive until 3 AM. He got a new belt Sat morning before we went out on the sand.
My dad's temp gauge quit on the 47 Willys, got a new one of those sat morning too. The Willys was insane with the blown 502. Even in high range with the 44s you could just murder the tires through all 3 gears. You almost couldn't shift fast enough to keep the Rs down. A wild machine!
The rest of the day Saturday went great, was fun racing and cruising all over the dunes. The truck was running good! I raced it several times and cruised all over the dunes with it. Sat night we got off the dunes pretty late.
It was a lot rougher though and my truck wasn't riding as good as it did a month ago. I forgot my N2 tank so I couldn't check pressures. But I did raise my dual rate stops up (I had moved them down and didn't like it). I also removed some oil from the rear bumps. FOA told me to fill them up to a 1/4" from the top when they were compressed. It was way too much oil, they would hydraulic lock an inch from the end pretty much after the oil aerated. So I let the pressure out and compressed them with the valve open, oil came out the last inch, so I thought, better. I Just put 120 psi of air in them temporarily since I didn't have N2. It was a little definitely better but it was a lot rougher than a month ago out there too.
So Sunday afternoon I was driving by myself and I was approaching the whoops. I thought, well, I know the bumps are working, and my sliders are back, so lets nail them things, so I started hauling ass over the big whoops (~50 MPH) at the end. Big mistake. My rear suspension could not handle it. It started bouncing drastically. Don't know if the bumps weren't returning fast enough or what. But it started bouncing so bad I knew I was going to break something. I tried to slow down, but that made it worse, so I kept going fast and it wasn't good but it was better than slowing down, but then the whoops got to their largest part and it starting bouncing so high that I was almost vertical nose down. Talk about scary. I had to floor it to pull the front end forward because I know for sure if I didn't I would have caught the bumper and flipped. It was very bad. Scared the crap out of me, I was shaken up pretty bad. If I didn't have EFI and wasn't in 4WD so I could floor it and pull out, I would have been upside down who knows how many times. The rear was bouncing so fast I would floor it as the rear was going up and I could feel the front end pulling me but the rearend was still rising, luckily the front would pull out and the rear would start falling and I would let off, and then it would do it again.
So the whoops ended, I got it to a stop, and got out to find out I bend my frame in the back pretty bad, box wasn't lined up at all any more. New HD dual rubber exhaust hanger broke, when that broke the exhaust came down and busted my rear braided brake line. Dented the tailpipe to hell too. I think my axles are fine but it makes me wonder.
There was an older lady that pulled up in a jeep a minute later, she said, "that was awesome, I've never seen anything like that before". (I thought, no, it wasn't awesome, I bent my frame and broke some stuff and almost flipped it.) But I just said to her, "well, I had to floor it so I didn't flip over.". And she said, "I wondered about that, I definitely thought you were flipping over but you never did".
My brother in law saw the whole thing go down from his quad (Jason is the guy Silverdune met in the pit area). He said, "I thought you were going over". My Dad asked him, so how high was the rear of his truck? And he said, "well, how long is the truck, because he was almost vertical". Everything under my seat was out in the floor, my hitch mount hit me in the ankle. And my rear bed mat was folded over AND upside down in the front of the bed. I knew I was going to break something if I kept this speed up but I didn't really have a choice, because it was either break something or flip it and break everything. I remember thinking, "I am either screwed or screwed at this point".
So I put a new exhaust hanger on, and the next day I found a place that sells braided brake lines and pieced one of those together and bled the brakes Monday morning.
The frame didn't bend where I notched it for the shocks, and it didn't bow down in the middle either. The braces I made for the frame/shocks are still in position fine. Surprisingly it bent in front of and behind my crossmember that supports the bump stops. The bumpstops are mounted out, not notched. Basically when the rear of the truck came slamming down the bed weight was forcing the frame down over the bump stops on both sides, so it bent the frame down on both sides, in front and back of the axle, so in 4 places pretty much. The rear bumper is now too low, and rear shackle hangers are pointing forward and the shackle angle is all messed up, and the box floor is bowed up in the middle forcing the sides to point up and the rear of the bed to sag. It looks pretty stupid that way.
Drove it home but the frame is bent up. It can be straightened because it's not kinked. I have too much work into that frame to not have it straightened, but I wonder how much that is going to cost.
So then on the way home my Dad almost blew a tire on the trailer, and my brother shredded another belt. So he replaced a pulley too I think. So they were delayed outside of Chicago on the way back.
Over all a lot of fun was had, but a lot of stuff was broken too. My dad blew a head gasket on the quadzilla.
So other than a f@%kin bent frame(and box) and some minor broken pieces it was a good weekend. But the bent frame is definitely not an "O well" thing for me, pretty disappointing, other than crashing or getting hurt, that was my worst fear, a bent frame.
My brother was having a blast racing several time because he put N20 on his race quad. It was hilarious. He launched in 2nd gear once and couldn't even hold the frontend down. And Jason modified his quad even more and was about dead even with my brothers on the bottle! They were flying.