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No Steering column lock anymore, no parking brake
Already ahead of the curve
quick little recap on this weekend extravaganza.... got called out of the bullpen to bring meats and my camp chef to the desert.
got after it with the sous vide
When she says she only hangs out with the guys....
Rolled out with a buddy to Johnson valley Saturday afternoon. Stopped off at stater bros to Explode a pair of shorts getting into the truck.
happens to the best of us.... Quick costume change and we were back down the pike. Pulled in around 5 or so. Unloaded the truck and when out on a rescue mission with another dude from camp we just met. Apparently, they blew the radiator on their built raptor, so they were going to tow it back with a 4 runner. Always up for a sketchy mission... They told us the rough area of said Raptor. We hopped in the truck and began following them....... only issue was they were in basically a stock 4 runner. Naturally, Tiger got out of the cage... we went in for the pass and proceeding to chuck norris the fuck out of every whoop in sight and then stopping and waiting.... Aired down.... took pee. They would catch up.. then we jammed ahead again stopped in the dune section...took some photos...
put the light bar up...waited waited.... nada... GUYS ???
I know what you are thinking... Worst recovery Sapport team ever... what about a radio?... no radio comms ? Nopeeee... I called Steve and got the dude's cell and hit him up on that went to voicemail..
We searched around for them ..NADA.
We end up making the executive decision to roll back to camp at this point since it was almost dark. Taking the route around the mtn where they told us truck was.... Never found them. had a great time searching. forgot how much fun it is blasting through the whoops with the light bar up. As we are rolling into camp we see the Raptor and 4 runner pulling it... Sweet well at least they made it. They ended up driving truck back under its own power so we were basically looking for a moving target.
Anyways.. Fired up the camp chef.. and cracked a few sport sodas.
Chicken for tacos.
Tritip on the treager was boom
Already ahead of the curve
quick little recap on this weekend extravaganza.... got called out of the bullpen to bring meats and my camp chef to the desert.
got after it with the sous vide
When she says she only hangs out with the guys....
Rolled out with a buddy to Johnson valley Saturday afternoon. Stopped off at stater bros to Explode a pair of shorts getting into the truck.
happens to the best of us.... Quick costume change and we were back down the pike. Pulled in around 5 or so. Unloaded the truck and when out on a rescue mission with another dude from camp we just met. Apparently, they blew the radiator on their built raptor, so they were going to tow it back with a 4 runner. Always up for a sketchy mission... They told us the rough area of said Raptor. We hopped in the truck and began following them....... only issue was they were in basically a stock 4 runner. Naturally, Tiger got out of the cage... we went in for the pass and proceeding to chuck norris the fuck out of every whoop in sight and then stopping and waiting.... Aired down.... took pee. They would catch up.. then we jammed ahead again stopped in the dune section...took some photos...
put the light bar up...waited waited.... nada... GUYS ???
I know what you are thinking... Worst recovery Sapport team ever... what about a radio?... no radio comms ? Nopeeee... I called Steve and got the dude's cell and hit him up on that went to voicemail..
We searched around for them ..NADA.
We end up making the executive decision to roll back to camp at this point since it was almost dark. Taking the route around the mtn where they told us truck was.... Never found them. had a great time searching. forgot how much fun it is blasting through the whoops with the light bar up. As we are rolling into camp we see the Raptor and 4 runner pulling it... Sweet well at least they made it. They ended up driving truck back under its own power so we were basically looking for a moving target.
Anyways.. Fired up the camp chef.. and cracked a few sport sodas.
Chicken for tacos.
Tritip on the treager was boom