A few rigs parked at the Tinbenders camp. Saturday night will have a dinner and raffle.
Back at our camp, Rick and his dad, Dave, are busy setting up. Well, Rick is setting up, his dad is looking busy!
We talked about running Sunbonnet, but after discovering a broken knuckle stud, and the ensuing repair, we decided to do a short run up Sledgehammer. It was about 2 pm on Friday afternoon.
As soon as we hit the head of the trail, before the gatekeeper, we ran up on a separate group.
Teag was there.
These rigs were approaching the trail-head.
Hard to make them all out, but there are 7 rigs in this shot.
There is always a wide range of vehicles here.
Is this a Tacoma?
Nope. It's Junior's rig. Looks like he's pimpin' 3 generations of Toyota.
It was slow going from the start. And about to get a whole lot slower.
A good time to check out the other rigs. This one runs links, high clearance housing, air shocks , Krawlers and Walker Evans' (?) bead locks.
Rick and Dave socializing with Teag.
Further up the trail, Joe hones his skills.
Behind him, Jen is tackling a tough section.
A spotter gives her directions.
Her first generation is pretty capable.
It's got some flex and 35's? Stock Birfields get her through the trail today.
Joe watches for her to make it through.
And these rigs are next in line.
Without too much trouble, she climbs it.
And we're moving.
That is until Floppy Joe wedges his rig upside down.
Now's a goodtime to tighten some bolts!
It's a good thing there are plenty of people to help. He's jammed good.
The rig on the right is going to winch his rig around enough to right him, hopefully.
When the winching rig needed to re-position for a better angle, other rigs needed to back out of the way. One of the rigs backed up a little too far and rolled.
Then they eventually got Joe back on his wheels. His rig started right up too. It blew a little smoke, but it ran!
It turned out to be a much longer run than anticipated. We got back to camp around 7 pm.
The wind blew all day and was still going back at camp. There was no way we could have a campfire. A couple of cold beverages, dinner and a shower and early to bed.
The Official Run
Saturday morning, I had signed up for Wrecking Ball, but I decided to wheel Jack Hammer with Rick and his dad.
Marlin is running gunner. He and Kyle are figuring out a charging problem on Kyle's rig.
You can't keep Marlin away from a diagnostic.
Bevin wheels a sweet SAS'd Runner. He did the trail without body damage.
Dave is trying out a scale RC on full size rocks. Can you spot it?
Another windy day and kinda chilly.
Marlin takes a line. It still amazes me what these little trucks can do and where they go!
Bevin,or his co-driver Sean, keeps the sticky side down.
We made it out with no carnage, stopped at the mailbox for some tacos, and dropped out back to camp.
Sean holds a shock Marlin sheared. I've never seen that. It looks brittle.
The owner of this clean first generation single cab SR5 4 wheel drive Toyota truck told me Marlin knows this truck well. I assumed because Marlin has done some work on it.
After the run, Rick set up a course on the back of his trailer for a little scale wheeling. These things are fun!
This is the gathering of wheelers that dropped by our camp to check out the action.
Later we all headed over to the dinner and raffle. Afterwards, a group of the faithful attended the Back Door festivities. I was beat after two days of wheeling the Hammers. It was good to see everybody and I got to meet some new folks.
Until next time, Stay safe and take care of each other.