TRAIL STORIES

The situation at Stag Hill isn’t over yet. Our land use chairman is looking into finding out who the owners are and seeing if they would be willing to allow us to use the area if say we did clean ups, etc. Though I wouldn’t hold my breath if I were you. This means that we have lost 2 trails in the past 2 months. That is not a good sign. Along with losing Lamentation Mt. last year that means 4 trails in a year.

The best photo op was Frank in the Defender 90. There is a rock at the beginning that if you hit it just right will cause the drivers side front to raise in the air. He had about 2' of air under the tire, which seemed to make his girlfriend very happy… After a bit of maneuvering we had him through this section without incident. After getting everyone through this section there are only a few small rocky sections to deal with. Most are small holes that test the suspension a bi

The next morning wasn’t the brightest especially my face. Can you say major hangover, I can. Lots of fun breaking camp in the rain and John Acconi breaking wind that would wake the dead. I think he could give Howard Stern’s "fartman" a run for his money.

Big Guy was expecting to meet all the other guys but we were the first there. He opened up the Bark-mobile and started pulling stuff out. He set up the little house with thin walls, made a fire and cooked some sausages, which we shared with Wrecker's buddy John, a real nice guy. Now it was quite dark, and tho I kept hinting in ways so obvious even the thickest of you two-leggeds would understand

As for the trail? Well, I spent a lot of time with either my butt-end jammed against the equipment boxes or my nose against the back of Big Guy's seat.There were a couple of pretty steep hills in there. I know Big Guy was very pleased with the new additions to his Cherokee (4.56 gears, locked rear diff; another victim of the dreaded disease of modificititis) and our ride was a lot easier with the newly buffed up Cherokee.