BroncoMama
Rock Diva
- Location
- Just south of craziness
It's been a beautiful weekend here in lovely Moab. We met Badbuggy and his faithful co-pilot Shelby on Saturday morning and began our adventure with a jaunt up Rusty Nail. Amazingly enough, we were the only rigs on the Nail! It was a mellow day although Badbuggy did have a bit of a thrill when he started up a steep climb only to get stymied at the very top and learn that his winch had pooped out. Never fear though, a brave little yellow bronco came and rescued him!
We ran over to the Golden Crack and watched a Mule drive the crack. There was another Mule in the group and they had run all of Golden Spike and were just trucking right along. Craziness! The only other highlight of the day was when Badbuggy found some sand to do a rear dig in and proceeded to throw sand over the top of his buggy and all over him and Shelby. I found that vastly amusing!
After a lovely dinner at Zax's, we decided a night run up Poison Spider would the perfect end to an already grand day. It was almost a full moon out and still really warm. We just rallied up to the Wedgie and hung out up there for a while before returning to the tow rigs.
Sunday was another beatifully warm day and BFE was calling our names. Badbuggy really wanted another go around with the lovely Britney Spears so off we went. Badbuggy started the fun by driving UP the nasty drop on the down hill side. Man alive, that is ugly, but he made it look good! The next climb gave him a bit of grief, but preserverance won out and up he went. After a pleasant lunch and watching a surprising amount of people drive through the wash and not even see us, it was Lemon Joy's turn. In preparation for this grand adventure, the gentlemen had walked the trail and made a gameplan. Now this plan all hinged upon our big ass rig pivoting around the nasty rock at the top. Let me just say now, I was not a part of this grand plan, I was knitting. Yellowbronco starts up the hill and it was definitely NOT a walk in the park. Our poor little 38's just don't put up much of a fight against those boulders. And I don't want to hear any crack comments about our tread situation! Good progress was being made though and the top of the hill is in sight. Once again, Yellowbronco re-iterates his plan of "pivoting" around the big nasty rock at the top. Sounds good in theory, but after seriously rearranging some body panels and turning a little yellow Bronco into a lazy susan on said rock, he began to rethink this theory! Unfortunatly though, he was now on top of the big nasty rock with the rock point wedged between his rockslider and a link. And the driver side tire was smooshed into another unweilding rock so he couldn't turn the wheel driver's at all. Thankfully, we carry a hammer and a high lift jack, so the fun began. There was jacking up of rig and pounding away at rock. Badbuggy, Shelby, and I had quite a pleasant time sitting on the rock watching all this fun and enjoying the fact that there had been some pivoting, only it was pivoting ON the rock, not AROUND the rock.
Now that is all for the time being. We have an appointment with the lovely Pritchett Canyon so there will be more to follow. Pictures will come tomorrow with the arrival back home and my USB cord.
We ran over to the Golden Crack and watched a Mule drive the crack. There was another Mule in the group and they had run all of Golden Spike and were just trucking right along. Craziness! The only other highlight of the day was when Badbuggy found some sand to do a rear dig in and proceeded to throw sand over the top of his buggy and all over him and Shelby. I found that vastly amusing! After a lovely dinner at Zax's, we decided a night run up Poison Spider would the perfect end to an already grand day. It was almost a full moon out and still really warm. We just rallied up to the Wedgie and hung out up there for a while before returning to the tow rigs.
Sunday was another beatifully warm day and BFE was calling our names. Badbuggy really wanted another go around with the lovely Britney Spears so off we went. Badbuggy started the fun by driving UP the nasty drop on the down hill side. Man alive, that is ugly, but he made it look good! The next climb gave him a bit of grief, but preserverance won out and up he went. After a pleasant lunch and watching a surprising amount of people drive through the wash and not even see us, it was Lemon Joy's turn. In preparation for this grand adventure, the gentlemen had walked the trail and made a gameplan. Now this plan all hinged upon our big ass rig pivoting around the nasty rock at the top. Let me just say now, I was not a part of this grand plan, I was knitting. Yellowbronco starts up the hill and it was definitely NOT a walk in the park. Our poor little 38's just don't put up much of a fight against those boulders. And I don't want to hear any crack comments about our tread situation!
Good progress was being made though and the top of the hill is in sight. Once again, Yellowbronco re-iterates his plan of "pivoting" around the big nasty rock at the top. Sounds good in theory, but after seriously rearranging some body panels and turning a little yellow Bronco into a lazy susan on said rock, he began to rethink this theory! Unfortunatly though, he was now on top of the big nasty rock with the rock point wedged between his rockslider and a link. And the driver side tire was smooshed into another unweilding rock so he couldn't turn the wheel driver's at all. Thankfully, we carry a hammer and a high lift jack, so the fun began. There was jacking up of rig and pounding away at rock. Badbuggy, Shelby, and I had quite a pleasant time sitting on the rock watching all this fun and enjoying the fact that there had been some pivoting, only it was pivoting ON the rock, not AROUND the rock. Now that is all for the time being. We have an appointment with the lovely Pritchett Canyon so there will be more to follow. Pictures will come tomorrow with the arrival back home and my USB cord.
