was one of those mornings where you just knew you had to go wheeling.
So Dave (97 TJ), Jeb (97 TJ) Cole (77 CJ-5) and us (73 CJ-5) headed
to a trail called Baldie Mountain. Which is located in the Mat-Su
Valley, just out side the small town of Wasilla, Ak. All week it
had been raining very hard, along with some lighting. So we knew
that the trail would be wet and nasty.
First obstacle was a Hill we call the S Hill, or also known as Cable
Hill. We thought the hill would prohibit a challenge to all vehicles,
but did not. Jeb was the first to go up, and walked right up it,
hardly spinning a tire. Dave was next and did the same with his
MT/R’s. Cole and us made it up with no problems as well.
there the trail was a walk in the park. It had not rained enough
to make the trail wet, and nasty. The second hard obsticle was the
Mud Pit. Easly one of the muddiest, nastiest mud pits on the trails
we run up here. We got to the top, to find Dave right in the middle
of the mud pit, buried to his rock panels. On the other side of
the mud pit, was a nice 2ft straight up bank. That was just slick
mud. Dave was able to winch out of the mud hole, and get started
up the hill, that was right after the pit. So next was Jeb. Who
came into the mud pit at full throttle, Jeb got about half way across,
same as Dave and decided to pull cable. Dave, and Jeb decided to
head on up the trail. There Dave could not get started on the hill
that was in front of him. So Jeb, went around Dave, drove to the
top of the hill, and winched him up.
So now it was are turn, we knew
that it was very un-likely that we would get all the way threw and
come up the other side of the bank. So we let the 302, and the boggers
SCREAM! We went across the pit, but right when we hit the bank on
the other side, there was no chance that we were going up it. The
front 60 had dug straight into the bank. So we pulled the
cable and winched up the bank. After winching up the 2ft bank, we
hit the hill at full throttle and got up it.
it is Cole’s turn. He kind of figured that there was no way his
Jeep would be able to get up the bank if the three that just tried
it couldn't. So Cole hit the far left side of the bank, and blasted
right threw the thick nasty mud. And after running threw the mud,
Cole blasted up the slick hill. When Cole got to the top of the
hill, where we were setting cleaning off are windshields, Jeb, and
Dave made there attempted to go to the very top of the mountain.
Only a few dare to go up such a hill. As we were about ready to
head up, we heard the rumble of another vehicle heading up the trail.
It was are old friend Roger.
Roger was in his new built Geo
tracker. And with it just being built, we dared him to go into the
nasty mud pit. He made a valiant effort into the goo, but with just
having the 4 cylinder under the hood, along with 33” tires, he just
couldn’t do it. So we went back down the hill (which by then, the
rain had set in) to help Roger out of the pit. At first the light
little tracker was pulling right across the pit, until it fell into
a deep rut. Which then started to pull are CJ to him. We didn’t
want him to pull us off into the mud pit, so we un-hooked the cable,
and I whipped the Jeep around to see if hooking to the back, and
being in a rut would hold the CJ. But, again the tracker started
pulling are CJ to him. So by then, we knew we had to get to the
top of the hill, were we could be on flat surface, so he wouldn’t
have a chance to pull us to him.
We got in or Jeep, and hammered
it up the slick, steep hill. Which now the rain had made even slicker.
After we were able to get to the top, the tracker came right out
with no problem at all. By then, Dave and Jeb were on there way
down. They told us that they got to the face of the mountain, and
tried to climb it, but to No-avel. Dave said that he got half way
up it, came down it backwards, and then while coming down it backwards,
spun around. Now that is what I call a rideJ
I forgot to mention, that about 3 weeks ago, a guy in a full size
bronco tried to climb the same hill. And came down it rolling 10
times. After some of the club members went up there, and helped
it back on the trail, we were called to pull it out of the trail.
Now we were all back in a group,
and were headed down. But, we just had to hit the mud pit one more
time, to get the better of it. And we did just that. Blasting all
the way threw it.
in all, a fun trip. Not to much of a challenge, but just one of
those trips that you have a lot of fun on. Maybe the next write-up
will have some breakage in it.