RustEoldtrux
RustEoldtrux
- Location
- Evanston, WY
MIke O'Neal called me Saturday afternoon and said that he and Tom were headed my way to try to run the Bone Trail in their Zuks. Was I interested in going along? You bet - I'll see if the Scout will fire up while you guys torture your Zuks at mach 0.05.
The Scout hadn't been started in at least 2 months and the day was pretty cold, so no go. I then got my helmet and the steering wheel for Bec's Sami buggy and fired it up - propane is so nice when it's cold! The full hydro steering pump was screaming in protest because of the cold.
We headed out on our adventure, but wait - the buggy stopped dead about a quarter mile from home. It would restart and then promptly die. I guess propane isn't so good when the temperature gets too cold and it won't vaporize enough to run properly. Dang propane anyway!
Mike strapped the buggy back to the house, and I hopped into his Zuk to ride shotgun. Thinking back on the trip, I would have frozen solid in the buggy, so it was a good thing it wouldn't go.
On the way in to the trail head, we passed dozens of deer wintering in the cedar trees. They all looked fat and healthy. The snow was about 8 to 10 inches on the flat ground, but was drifted fairly deep in places. I'll let the pictures tell the rest of the story.
The Scout hadn't been started in at least 2 months and the day was pretty cold, so no go. I then got my helmet and the steering wheel for Bec's Sami buggy and fired it up - propane is so nice when it's cold! The full hydro steering pump was screaming in protest because of the cold.
We headed out on our adventure, but wait - the buggy stopped dead about a quarter mile from home. It would restart and then promptly die. I guess propane isn't so good when the temperature gets too cold and it won't vaporize enough to run properly. Dang propane anyway!
Mike strapped the buggy back to the house, and I hopped into his Zuk to ride shotgun. Thinking back on the trip, I would have frozen solid in the buggy, so it was a good thing it wouldn't go.
On the way in to the trail head, we passed dozens of deer wintering in the cedar trees. They all looked fat and healthy. The snow was about 8 to 10 inches on the flat ground, but was drifted fairly deep in places. I'll let the pictures tell the rest of the story.
