Friday arrived around 11:00 pm and hung out around the fire. Saturday we hit the trail, Flem with Jimmy, BDR with Junior, and me all by myself. We headed up the mountain and then got lost on the back side of the mountain for the rest of the day. While on the back of the mountain I managed to slide the Klogger into this little situation, while trying to pull the tree down I spit my rear drive shaft out. This is when a large sasquatch of a man came up driving a Bronco. Some how my fuel pump wire came loose and we had to do a trail fix. I manage to spit my rear driveshaft out 2 more times, a total of 3 for the day!Originally Posted by JB
eventually ran into some sort of old logging truck blocking the trail. It was a crewcab, on a shortened maybe frame. Some large man wearing a "HUMMER" shirt was working on it. He was a little creepy, but we stuck around till he got it running.
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