Within about 3 days of crossing through this small valley, a 700 meter landslide came down where I was driving. Had I waited until the long weekend, or even another day or so I would have either been in that landslide, or have missed my opportunity to take this route. Continue reading Solo Journey to the Chilcotin
I wrote this years ago, and it was in the 4WDABC Back Roader – when looking at which story to … Continue reading Tails and Trails The Furry Co-pilot – Part I
Precursor – Published in 2021. Please keep the context in mind for that time frame. Back in mind as we … Continue reading Doing it for the kids
he goal being to avoid dangerous situations such as driving in the snow near a sheer 1000-foot drop-off and falling prey to the instinct of climbing into the mountain; the opposite of what should be done. Continue reading Wheeling Wisely – Foundations of Four Wheeling
“This year, the meadow would provide the staging area for close to 54 trucks. Throughout Friday, different groups congregated together. Wes, of the Herd of Turtles, had his infamous “Lemonade Stand,” Continue reading Whipsaw Gathering – 4WDABC Fall Convention
He crawled under it and realized the u-joint had blown and being a man, decided he’d swap it out, under the jeep, in the middle of the road, in the dark, at 11:30 at night with a hacksaw. Continue reading Plan B – The small world of wheeling
The last time I’d been through was about 48 hours before the slide, and as we drove around the detour, I witnessed the enormity of what could have landed on me. I realized then that it might not be a grizzly, or the jeep wheel landing 2 inches too far to the driver’s side of a 1,000-foot cliff might do me in. Continue reading Poison & China Bound – A lesson in group wheeling – Part 2
Reaching the top of the hill, stopping under the epic sign that is etched in the memory of every wheeler that has passed it, to celebrate and go OMG OMG OMG I made it. Continue reading Poison & China Bound A lesson in group wheeling – Part 1
The roads snaked along the mountainside, with the earth’s ore sliding onto the roadway in front of us, to our left we could see the rocks scattering down the steep hillside to the valley floor hundreds of feet below. Continue reading Return to Moly – A Tale of Murphy’s Law
My nerves started becoming frazzled, and looking back I realized I should have aired down further, 20 PSI was too high. The extremely sharp drop-off to my left caught my eye, as I wondered just how far down it went, apparently a very long way. Continue reading Molyb Bound – A Lesson in Limits
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