The only wrenching I did on my Scout was on the trail, removing my shock still attached to the ripped U-bolt plate, and wrapping the coil wire in black tape after seeped some magic smoke.. seems it's been abrading on the intake gasket for a few years.
However, instead of wrenching all weekend.. my wife n' I went WHEELING. This was her first real snow-run in her Scout. The only other snow experience was during our Christmas Tree run, which is less trail ride, more bonfire and chili feed.
Here's our group at Park Lake, after doubling back half way (someone left a cell phone behind at one point, so instead of finishing the loop, we back-tracked).
L-R a '78 Bronc-up ("Stubby") on 35s, 'Mog on 38s, my Scout on 36s, and Michelle's "Oscar" on 31x10.50s. Not pictured is a '79 Bronco on 36" Buckshots.
Ironically, Michelle drove the whole way to where we turned around and didn't get stuck once. Then we aired down in anticipation of a little more difficult section of trail, only to turn around instead.. and THEN on the way back the little Scout struggled once or twice. She blames me for airing down the tires.
I still think she and her Scout did great, with open diffs and 31s. Stock 1968 Scout 800 issue, aside from the '75 SII close T19. 4.27 gears in the 30 and 44. Now I might have to install my spare wide-box in place of the close T19..
Only carnage to the Scout was the muffler that needed replaced anyhow..
Here's Michelle walking past what was a difficult spot on the way in - everyone kept sliding towards the tree. She took the high line and walked right on by.
I, OTOH, declared I was going into the tree.. and I was right.
I did make it around, but Michelle was running out of my way too quickly to get a picture.
Oh, the window regulator rattled out of the window (little clips are shot, time to order new ones) on her driver's door.. so Oscar got to spend the night in the shop, awaiting the window to roll up and the new Thrush Turbo to be welded in place.
Gave me a chance to eyeball how much room I'll have with a Scout in the work bay.
However, instead of wrenching all weekend.. my wife n' I went WHEELING. This was her first real snow-run in her Scout. The only other snow experience was during our Christmas Tree run, which is less trail ride, more bonfire and chili feed.
Here's our group at Park Lake, after doubling back half way (someone left a cell phone behind at one point, so instead of finishing the loop, we back-tracked).
L-R a '78 Bronc-up ("Stubby") on 35s, 'Mog on 38s, my Scout on 36s, and Michelle's "Oscar" on 31x10.50s. Not pictured is a '79 Bronco on 36" Buckshots.
Ironically, Michelle drove the whole way to where we turned around and didn't get stuck once. Then we aired down in anticipation of a little more difficult section of trail, only to turn around instead.. and THEN on the way back the little Scout struggled once or twice. She blames me for airing down the tires.
I still think she and her Scout did great, with open diffs and 31s. Stock 1968 Scout 800 issue, aside from the '75 SII close T19. 4.27 gears in the 30 and 44. Now I might have to install my spare wide-box in place of the close T19..
Only carnage to the Scout was the muffler that needed replaced anyhow..
Here's Michelle walking past what was a difficult spot on the way in - everyone kept sliding towards the tree. She took the high line and walked right on by.
I, OTOH, declared I was going into the tree.. and I was right.
I did make it around, but Michelle was running out of my way too quickly to get a picture.
Oh, the window regulator rattled out of the window (little clips are shot, time to order new ones) on her driver's door.. so Oscar got to spend the night in the shop, awaiting the window to roll up and the new Thrush Turbo to be welded in place.
Gave me a chance to eyeball how much room I'll have with a Scout in the work bay.