We decided to go wheeling as a family on New Year’s Day and found the water was a little deeper than usual. Luckily my engine didn’t hydro-lock and my dad was able to winch me out without any problems.
Guam has some great wheeling and lots of spots to get stuck.
This is what happened on the road leading to the trail.
I knew it was bad when my door wouldn’t open.
Sunday Fun Day
Another beautiful Sunday afternoon spent stuck in the mud.
I was teaching an HMMWV driving class and though this would be a good spot for the off-road portion.
Joshua J. Wallgren
Slip & Slide
Bald tires and snow don’t mix. Fortunately, with some careful spotting and driving, we were able to drive it down the canyon and out safely.
After a 4-mile walk to call Dad, we got the winch cable fixed and finally got the Jeep out. This used to be an easy road to camp, but the loggers roughed it up a good bit.
Plowing snow is hard on a vehicle. After welding the axlehousing back together I was able to drive it back to the shop.
Not a Charm
This was my third time out with the truck. Even 38-inch tires and a 454 weren’t enough. It took four hours to get us out.
This little mishap took place at the Gulches Offroad Park in South Carolina. I was able to winch out my ’85 CJ-7 without any problems (body damage is not a problem on this rig). My buddy jokingly said, “Let’s weld the rear and then maybe you can make it.” I already had a locker in the front, but within the hour I was locked front and rear. After welding the rear spider gears I made it up some of the obstacles that I could not before. I didn’t even have to use the winch for the rest of the weekend.
Leave on Top!
I had gone all day without getting stuck. That was until my last run, when I decided to hit a spot no one had been. Needless to say it was a little deeper than expected. My Bronco has a 6-inch lift and 38.5-inch Boggers, both of which were buried deep beneath the mud. After several trucks and tractors failed to budge my Bronco, we were forced to leave it overnight. The next day we returned with a massive John Deere 9200 and finally got it out. The Bronco suffered nothing more than a broken receiver hitch and we snapped one winch cable. A few hours after we got it out a heavy rain moved in and my tracks disappeared under 3 feet of water. I guess it could have been much worse.
Here is my LS1–powered ’88 Jeep Wrangler YJ. Just before I drove down the hill I stopped to see if I needed to take a different line. Obviously I should have! After rolling down the hill 3 1⁄2 times we winched it back upright. I was even able to drive it out, bruised ego intact.
Right Place, Wrong Time
While wheeling in Rausch Creek I got my ’04 Jeep Wrangler LJ high-centered on a rock. As the Jeep behind me tried to assist by winching me backward a tree suddenly fell onto the rear half of my Jeep! Surprisingly, little damage was done and thanks to a prepared group of helpful wheelers we were able to cut the tree off of my Jeep in no time. I still can’t believe it happened. It was one of those times in life you can’t help but ask, “Why me!?”
Always double-check those blind spots!
The Fifth Element
While driving up to Drummond Island my wife lost control of the trailer and it broke free from the truck. Once it broke free it started tumbling in the snowstorm. I had just built the rollcage and now I’m starting over. I guess it was a blessing in disguise because I needed a new body anyway. The fifth roll was this Jeep’s demise.
During training in Wisconsin, one of our drivers didn’t realize he was that close to the edge. All it took was a few inches and he was in the ditch. Of course the cameras came out before the tow strap did!
What better time to go wheeling than after a blizzard?
My first time out wheeling proved to be an interesting one.