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It wasnt really "scary" but we were concerned the night we went to the Black Rock Desert.
It was the weekend after the burning man festival. There was a big storm that was supposed to come in, but we had already rescedualed 3 times; 3 times I packed up all my stuff in my rover and then everyone else coped out on us. I refuse to let us replan it so we are going for it.
On the way there we fought terrible winds and gusts, pushing the rover from side to side. I had the petal to the floor and we were doing 70mph.
It was very late by the time we got there, because everyone else took forever to assemble earlier. We stopped at the last gas station before the playa to fuel up, but by the the visibility was very poor because of the winds and the sand, also it started to rain which worried us becuse when the playa gets wet it turns to a muddy quicksand. We met some guys comming from the playa that said they moved out because they didnt want to be on it if it got wet (and it was raining). They also mentioned that they were traveling almost purely on GPS, because visibility was only around 10-20ft with fogs. We only had compasses in our vehicles, but we decided to chance it and see how bad it was. Though they pointed out that we could get lost if it got wet, and couldnt get off the playa.
We traversed slowly, only cruising at about 20-25mph. We stopped several times to decide what we should do; one of the times I had to take a leak bad; combined with the 60+ mph gusts it was a new experience in itself. There was no "turn your back to the wind" so you get the picture.....
We finally came to a place to park that was only a couple mins from the edge of the playa...the rain had settled down, but the wind was still pretty bad. By the time it was about 1am the rain had stopped entirely. It left the ground slightly damp, but not soaked. The night was harsh with the winds though; the tent I was is wasnt built for winds and it was near flatened with some gusts.
There was 7 of us total, and four vehicles; DII, DI, Jeep TJ, Xterra.
My friend with the DI and I woke up first at around 6am, the winds had died down and the sky was clear. It was freezing out, it felt colder then 30 degrees, my hands were stinging. I set up the camera to see the sun rise over the mountains in the distance (here is the edited vid, I have other faster versions but I like this more); it was kinda cool because by only 10pm it was 85 degrees out.
We had a great time the rest of the trip, I guess you could say it was scary because at the begining because of how it was and what we heard about the playa when its wet.
the end.
It was the weekend after the burning man festival. There was a big storm that was supposed to come in, but we had already rescedualed 3 times; 3 times I packed up all my stuff in my rover and then everyone else coped out on us. I refuse to let us replan it so we are going for it.
On the way there we fought terrible winds and gusts, pushing the rover from side to side. I had the petal to the floor and we were doing 70mph.
It was very late by the time we got there, because everyone else took forever to assemble earlier. We stopped at the last gas station before the playa to fuel up, but by the the visibility was very poor because of the winds and the sand, also it started to rain which worried us becuse when the playa gets wet it turns to a muddy quicksand. We met some guys comming from the playa that said they moved out because they didnt want to be on it if it got wet (and it was raining). They also mentioned that they were traveling almost purely on GPS, because visibility was only around 10-20ft with fogs. We only had compasses in our vehicles, but we decided to chance it and see how bad it was. Though they pointed out that we could get lost if it got wet, and couldnt get off the playa.
We traversed slowly, only cruising at about 20-25mph. We stopped several times to decide what we should do; one of the times I had to take a leak bad; combined with the 60+ mph gusts it was a new experience in itself. There was no "turn your back to the wind" so you get the picture.....
We finally came to a place to park that was only a couple mins from the edge of the playa...the rain had settled down, but the wind was still pretty bad. By the time it was about 1am the rain had stopped entirely. It left the ground slightly damp, but not soaked. The night was harsh with the winds though; the tent I was is wasnt built for winds and it was near flatened with some gusts.
There was 7 of us total, and four vehicles; DII, DI, Jeep TJ, Xterra.
My friend with the DI and I woke up first at around 6am, the winds had died down and the sky was clear. It was freezing out, it felt colder then 30 degrees, my hands were stinging. I set up the camera to see the sun rise over the mountains in the distance (here is the edited vid, I have other faster versions but I like this more); it was kinda cool because by only 10pm it was 85 degrees out.
We had a great time the rest of the trip, I guess you could say it was scary because at the begining because of how it was and what we heard about the playa when its wet.
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we drove in, hiking would have sucked, plus, the desert is too big.Funrover said:
Some pics from the blackrock trip, we also have pics of the pyramid lake dunes.
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Nice vid keptin...your new nickname is Steven Spielberg...great editing...
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thanks, it wasnt much fun because I edit all my vids with windows movie maker and it sucks big time; crashes all the time and very slow compared to others. My favorite parts are the sunrise and the end where the jeep has its turn signal on in the middle of the desert going 90mph.bernardmann said:
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SCSL said:Scarey: backing down the icey shelf road up to Spring Creek the weekend before last :bawling: ,,,not something I ever want to do again,,,
I've had that experience....Never again I hope..I don't like that feeling at all...
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Dude, at least you can make movies...I haven't even tried to download movies to my PC. I know I need to learn now that I have two little ones, mostly because my wife is alway on my @$$ for not taking enough pics and vids of my kids....keptin said:
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Very Nice Job Keptin!!!
My worst was one night a friend and I went to his uncles farm in the NC mountains to wheel and camp. His jeep broke down so we took his Honda 4 wheeler and my disco. We went probably 7-8 miles trail length back into dense deep woods. It was fairly dry with small ruts full of standing water. well we decided to go about a half mile driving up the middle of a 25 foot wide creek with banks that were say 5-6 ft high and it was just about a ft deep. We exited the creek went another mile or so and set camp as the sun was setting cooked dinner. About 2:30 AM I was awaken by a huge clap of thunder and the sound or a huge storm approaching. Well i figured ehh np about 30minutes later it started to rain... Hard. my next though was "oh **** the creek" so instantly we were up and out of the tent broke down camp in what seemed to be a matter of minutes stuffed it all into the disco and started back. we arrived at the creek about 3:15 and it was badly swollen. what was 1 ft of calm creek was about 2.5-3 ft of very quickly moving water and getting deeper by the second. So I carefully eased into the stream the back pressure of the water in the exhaust threatened to kill the disco so into neutral and revs up it went, low range locked first gear was to follow. the waster was deep enough to completely drown the 4 wheeler so he got right in front of me was was in the wake of the water rushing by us from behind. We started down stream making it along fairly well but i knew getting out was to be the most difficult part. We arrive at the point where we need to exit and i pull the nose of the disco to the bank to block the water for him to get out, he can't. I figure i'll give it a shot but i can't get off the throttle in the disco, so I wedge the pedal with foam cup and crawl out the window into the creek. I jump on the 4 wheeler and make a good hard run at the bank I'm almost up and the fourwheeler starts to go over backward.. i realize i'm not going to make it either so I jump off back into the creek. I'm starting to stand back up and the fourwheel plows into me from behind.and pins me underneath it under water. I frantically dig the sand from under me to free myself only to find my pants are caught on the foot peg. I get my belt undone and slide out of my pants out from under the 4 wheeler,sharp pain. Ignoring the pain I get fourwheeler going and get my friend on the front for traction we make it, 1 down. The disco is next water is even higher now I line it up with the bank and hit it... not a chance the nose is on the bank and the back is in the creek. Wedge the pedal grab a tow strap and crawl out the window. I tie the tow strap through my wheel and have my friend guide the stap over top of the tire. I crawl back through the window and begin the attempt to move forward this is winding the tow strap around the wheel and its actually working its moving up the hill.. yes I get about 3/4 of th way up the hill which was enought o clear the water locked everything down and left it. I open the door the interior light blinks on there is blood everywhere... the sharp pain. i had my hatchet on my belt when I got trapt under the 4wheeler, It had cut through the sheath and dug into my side about an inch wide and half and inch deep until it hit my hip bone. I grab a shirt and tie it around my waste putting pressure on the wound. we jump on the 4 wheeler and ride like mad to get back to the farm house. We get there and i treat my wound its now approaching 4:30am. I sleep, we'd return for the disco in the morning after we fixed his jeep.
This was the Single worst 4wheeling day ever I hope I don't ever have to get near anything like that again. I am truely lucky to have escaped death and or loss of vehicle that night.
WHAT DOESN"T KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER
My worst was one night a friend and I went to his uncles farm in the NC mountains to wheel and camp. His jeep broke down so we took his Honda 4 wheeler and my disco. We went probably 7-8 miles trail length back into dense deep woods. It was fairly dry with small ruts full of standing water. well we decided to go about a half mile driving up the middle of a 25 foot wide creek with banks that were say 5-6 ft high and it was just about a ft deep. We exited the creek went another mile or so and set camp as the sun was setting cooked dinner. About 2:30 AM I was awaken by a huge clap of thunder and the sound or a huge storm approaching. Well i figured ehh np about 30minutes later it started to rain... Hard. my next though was "oh **** the creek" so instantly we were up and out of the tent broke down camp in what seemed to be a matter of minutes stuffed it all into the disco and started back. we arrived at the creek about 3:15 and it was badly swollen. what was 1 ft of calm creek was about 2.5-3 ft of very quickly moving water and getting deeper by the second. So I carefully eased into the stream the back pressure of the water in the exhaust threatened to kill the disco so into neutral and revs up it went, low range locked first gear was to follow. the waster was deep enough to completely drown the 4 wheeler so he got right in front of me was was in the wake of the water rushing by us from behind. We started down stream making it along fairly well but i knew getting out was to be the most difficult part. We arrive at the point where we need to exit and i pull the nose of the disco to the bank to block the water for him to get out, he can't. I figure i'll give it a shot but i can't get off the throttle in the disco, so I wedge the pedal with foam cup and crawl out the window into the creek. I jump on the 4 wheeler and make a good hard run at the bank I'm almost up and the fourwheeler starts to go over backward.. i realize i'm not going to make it either so I jump off back into the creek. I'm starting to stand back up and the fourwheel plows into me from behind.and pins me underneath it under water. I frantically dig the sand from under me to free myself only to find my pants are caught on the foot peg. I get my belt undone and slide out of my pants out from under the 4 wheeler,sharp pain. Ignoring the pain I get fourwheeler going and get my friend on the front for traction we make it, 1 down. The disco is next water is even higher now I line it up with the bank and hit it... not a chance the nose is on the bank and the back is in the creek. Wedge the pedal grab a tow strap and crawl out the window. I tie the tow strap through my wheel and have my friend guide the stap over top of the tire. I crawl back through the window and begin the attempt to move forward this is winding the tow strap around the wheel and its actually working its moving up the hill.. yes I get about 3/4 of th way up the hill which was enought o clear the water locked everything down and left it. I open the door the interior light blinks on there is blood everywhere... the sharp pain. i had my hatchet on my belt when I got trapt under the 4wheeler, It had cut through the sheath and dug into my side about an inch wide and half and inch deep until it hit my hip bone. I grab a shirt and tie it around my waste putting pressure on the wound. we jump on the 4 wheeler and ride like mad to get back to the farm house. We get there and i treat my wound its now approaching 4:30am. I sleep, we'd return for the disco in the morning after we fixed his jeep.
This was the Single worst 4wheeling day ever I hope I don't ever have to get near anything like that again. I am truely lucky to have escaped death and or loss of vehicle that night.
WHAT DOESN"T KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER
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Well.... it's an older story......... But I was on a trail Called Jenny Creek.. I tried the far left line..... I went up..... my rover started to roll... Jessica jumped over to the driver seat and Tye, Ryan jumped on my pushbar and brought me back down..... I was stuck on 1 wheel.... Just one.. I was not at ease till Jon pulled me back onto all 4.. Thanks again guys for the quick reactions!!!
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Well my scariest Story happen about 2 months ago. My sister was taking pictures of me 4-wheeling right. In the Fremont hills where I usually go. Heres the Story I went down the hill in CDL mode and everything was going fine. I got to the bottom of the hill and turn around to climb it back up. I started the hill in D mode and as I was starting the Hill the Disco tilted sideways as I was climbing I stop right away If I would have kept going I would have rolled over backwards. When the Disco was sideways I Put it in reverese and slowly turn my wheels straight and backed down the hill. It was scary to me because I almost rolled over. I have a photo of my disco sideways on the climb.
Notice the rear of the vehicle appears to lean over.
When the Disco was sideways I Put it in reverese and slowly turn my wheels straight and backed down the hill. It was scary to me because I almost rolled over. I have a photo of my disco sideways on the climb.Notice the rear of the vehicle appears to lean over.
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Funny, I guess
Well this goes back about 6 years ago. At the time, my winter/off-road vehicle was a 88 GMC S-15 Jimmy, 2.8 BABY!. (Ya ya, shuddup) (BTW, I always carry shovels, tow ropes, boots/ gloves, other crap)
A buddy and I were driving back home in my truck from friday drag races at about 3pm. It was late October and for some reason, an abnormally warm day for this time of the year, so we didn't bother grabbing jackets or anything. Being only 3 in the afternoon we wanted to take the back-roads home and maybe hit a dirt trail or two. We found a few good rutted mud holes to go through. I wasn't going to take any chances getting stuck in super sloppy muck, so I got some speed every time and bashed through everything. It was fun, and for some reason I plowed through effortlessly even in 2' slop. At one point I bravely stopped in the middle of a huge mud/water hole and backed in and out over and over until BANG, something jammed HARD, and I was fully Beached on an underwater rut in the middle of a 30' x 15' ocean of slop. After a few hours of shoveling and attempts to stuff logs and whatever we could find under the wheels, it was already getting dark at this point. While sitting on a log planning what to do next, I noticed a lump of mud stuck in my boot started moving, it turned out to be a cray fish, lol. We had NO idea where we actually were so walking was kinda sketchy. We didn't have a cell phone, and it was getting super cold.
It's Friday night, almost freezing temps, and my fuel gauge in the truck was reading half a tick under "E". We built a fire off to the side, and that helped a bit, but we were still freezing, not to mention hungry and thirsty like sons of bitches after struggling attempts to get unstuck. It's about midnight at this point and way down the trail I see headlights bouncing around. YAY! Well, it turned out to be a couple of dudes on ATV's. They offered to help try and pull me out, so we rigged up some straps and the little ATV's struggled as all of our 12 wheels were spinning. My GMC was WELDED to the earth. :bawling: The two guys said they would go get help and get a few rigs out to us. We had hope at least! Before leaving, the one ATV driver opened his side saddle and gave us each a beautiful bottle of beer. :beer: He then reached into his jacket and pulled out a "funny cigarette" and handed it to me with a smile. They rode off into the darkness...
DaaaaEeeaAaammMnn! It was cold as ****! We had no food (GAWD, we wanted food!). We had on only t-shirts, jeans, and sandals (well, i did have the rubber boot advantage after)....
...ahhh cloud 9!
Ok, so that wore off a few hours later, and we realized at about 4:30am that nobody was coming to rescue us. WTF? My friend was SO cold that I started to get worried for him, so I found a heavily soiled plastic tarp that was used to cover a dirty, oily, transmission. It was the best sleeping bag I could find for him at the time. Somehow he fell asleep/ passed out. I basically slept with my eyes open, shivering until the sun came out the next day.
I had just decided to start walking, until I heard the rumble of a busted exhaust in the distance. It was a 4x4 coming! Another GMC Jimmy! With a 4.3!!! The guy laughed for a few mins to hear out our story, and pulled out his tow straps. His Jimmy yanked out my Jimmy (known as the Green M.C), and we were on our way... SAVED.
Funny thing is, I had my camcorder with me. It's all on video....
Oh, that cray fish I found in my boot? He came home with me in a coffee cup and lived in my aquarium for 4 years.
So, I guess my story didn't have any life threatening moments, but I did learn a good lesson... (and it wasn't don't go off-roading on your own)
Dan
(these were one of first lil' mud holes.)
Well this goes back about 6 years ago. At the time, my winter/off-road vehicle was a 88 GMC S-15 Jimmy, 2.8 BABY!. (Ya ya, shuddup) (BTW, I always carry shovels, tow ropes, boots/ gloves, other crap)
A buddy and I were driving back home in my truck from friday drag races at about 3pm. It was late October and for some reason, an abnormally warm day for this time of the year, so we didn't bother grabbing jackets or anything. Being only 3 in the afternoon we wanted to take the back-roads home and maybe hit a dirt trail or two. We found a few good rutted mud holes to go through. I wasn't going to take any chances getting stuck in super sloppy muck, so I got some speed every time and bashed through everything. It was fun, and for some reason I plowed through effortlessly even in 2' slop. At one point I bravely stopped in the middle of a huge mud/water hole and backed in and out over and over until BANG, something jammed HARD, and I was fully Beached on an underwater rut in the middle of a 30' x 15' ocean of slop. After a few hours of shoveling and attempts to stuff logs and whatever we could find under the wheels, it was already getting dark at this point. While sitting on a log planning what to do next, I noticed a lump of mud stuck in my boot started moving, it turned out to be a cray fish, lol. We had NO idea where we actually were so walking was kinda sketchy. We didn't have a cell phone, and it was getting super cold.
It's Friday night, almost freezing temps, and my fuel gauge in the truck was reading half a tick under "E". We built a fire off to the side, and that helped a bit, but we were still freezing, not to mention hungry and thirsty like sons of bitches after struggling attempts to get unstuck. It's about midnight at this point and way down the trail I see headlights bouncing around. YAY! Well, it turned out to be a couple of dudes on ATV's. They offered to help try and pull me out, so we rigged up some straps and the little ATV's struggled as all of our 12 wheels were spinning. My GMC was WELDED to the earth. :bawling: The two guys said they would go get help and get a few rigs out to us. We had hope at least! Before leaving, the one ATV driver opened his side saddle and gave us each a beautiful bottle of beer. :beer: He then reached into his jacket and pulled out a "funny cigarette" and handed it to me with a smile. They rode off into the darkness...
DaaaaEeeaAaammMnn! It was cold as ****! We had no food (GAWD, we wanted food!). We had on only t-shirts, jeans, and sandals (well, i did have the rubber boot advantage after)....
...ahhh cloud 9!
Ok, so that wore off a few hours later, and we realized at about 4:30am that nobody was coming to rescue us. WTF?
My friend was SO cold that I started to get worried for him, so I found a heavily soiled plastic tarp that was used to cover a dirty, oily, transmission. It was the best sleeping bag I could find for him at the time. Somehow he fell asleep/ passed out. I basically slept with my eyes open, shivering until the sun came out the next day. I had just decided to start walking, until I heard the rumble of a busted exhaust in the distance. It was a 4x4 coming! Another GMC Jimmy! With a 4.3!!! The guy laughed for a few mins to hear out our story, and pulled out his tow straps. His Jimmy yanked out my Jimmy (known as the Green M.C), and we were on our way... SAVED.
Funny thing is, I had my camcorder with me. It's all on video....
Oh, that cray fish I found in my boot? He came home with me in a coffee cup and lived in my aquarium for 4 years.
So, I guess my story didn't have any life threatening moments, but I did learn a good lesson... (and it wasn't don't go off-roading on your own)
Dan
(these were one of first lil' mud holes.)
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