Thanksgiving Wheeling at Karl and Amy's

The following is copied from Charlie's entry on the TRJC Forum:

MUD!! Slickity, slimy, greasy, no-traction, gear-busting, engine-winding mud! Did we have fun? Oh, Yeah! I'm not good at remembering names, so I 'll not mention everyone that was there from the club. We had several club members to include another couple that had joined late last fall. The Mendon area is like the rest of us: wet, with 5" this past week. The Anderson trails are limited in distance, but long on fun and challenge and look to be a little easier if it stops raining- or freezes. The CRP ground is grassed and coupled with the recent rains , slimy slick. And then you drop off in the "crossing" of a ditch. We had stucks in several locations and we quickly found out that strapping was not an effective option. Winching worked with two winches or another vehicle to anchor the winch- and then they were still sliding! Karl is a tree-hugger- he just couldn't stay away from the trees in several locations and his well used (up) CJ showed evidence of trying to hug trees before... Amy has a nice newer jeep that she wants "to keep nice; it's my daily driver". She does do mud, and provided some entertainment by getting stuck and then persistently working the mud into submission. The windows of her Jeep were really steamed on the inside... Karl's Jeep had the D-20 Lincoln Locked to start with, but the 360 he'd transplanted was too much and it became open again. Dennis had a clutch problem which was traced to a cracked bell housing so he put it on the trailer and rode the rest of the day. Another gentleman (from Wyoming!) had just twin-sticked a newly acquired Jeep the night before, and didn't get the linkage installed (they quit at 1:00 am). He had problems with the rear end disengaging; of course, it was in the middle of a mud hole, and an open front end. One wheel drive just didn't cut it! To cut the stories short, I'll just say a good time was had by all; some more good than others! When it started getting dark, we headed back to the barn, and soon had a roaring blaze going, hot dogs cooking, and a few adult beverages being consumed. Amy and Karl had a big pot of chili that sure hit the spot, and while sitting around and rehashing the day were entertained by some latecomers hitting the mud down slope from the fire. After Dennis and I left, Karl said that they had an impromptu night run to allow some of the even later arrivals to take their chances. It was a fun day: like 3-4 hours cleaning the worst of the mud of with a pressure washer before I took it off the trailer. I've still got to re spool the winch rope and take care of some minor glitches (two tires with slow leaks). Those "wore out" BFG MTs sure did a good job; I was stuck once and had to be winched. Karl wanted me to pass on a standing invite for people to call him and come up for an afternoon of wheelin' fun any weekend. I will be doing that again!

Here is Karl's addendum:

Charlie forgot to mention my 14 year old daughter stealing my jeep and putting me to shame in the the one mud crossings. She's apparently able to drive a stick, as long as no shifting is involved. She just puts it in second and cruises the entire farm. Guess we need to work on that. Only problem is I'll have to start taking the keys with me when I hit the road during the week. Oh yeah, guess we should also mention I managed to jam a log into Amy's fan blades and broke the serpentine belt after most of the crowd had left. She really needs to learn to take the keys out of her jeep after I've stood by the fire for a couple hours. That's how I twisted the frt end of my 01 HD Chevy (short bed crew cab, 8.1 big block, 7 inch lift, 35 inch mud terrains) to the point that I can't keep from breaking the right cv shaft without even trying. Dad always said I could tear up an anvil with a rubber hammer. Hey, we all have special talents. You all should have seen Mark Meier from Camp Point blast through the mud after blowing the left rear bogger completely off the bead. Very entertaining. Almost as entertaining as a bunch of well lubricated rednecks using starter fluid to blow the tire back on the rim. Small fire, but nobody died, so I guess the whole operation can be considered a complete success.

Anyway, I still have some more trails to cut for when the ground isn't as slick as snot on a door knob. My hills aren't all that tall, but very steep and the turns are very sharp. I'm thinking about putting a rock garden out there too, cause you can never have enough ways to destroy all the hard work we put into our toys.
After the dust settles from the holidays maybe some more of you can come up some weekend to play. There are still a few trees out here without jeep scars, and we can't have that!


Created: 01 Jan 20102009