Oh and by the way, what is a 3400 mile overland trip without a stop at Oreilly's Auto Parts?
I promise you, the intimate knowledge you gain from really learning your truck pays off. Here I'm simply replacing the starter, but trouble shooting skills are essential when you're on your own. In my case the vehicle was struggling to start. Honestly I thought the battery was going out, so I stopped at Oreilly's and had the battery tested. it tested fine and the alternator was charging. Had to be the starter but I still wasn't certain as I checked the voltage multiple times and it was always 12-14v. I think it was divine intervention as that store had the bloody starter in stock... and I was compelled to buy it. It proved smart as you can see above, we were at a po-dunk gas station some 40 miles from the nearest parts store when the starter finally failed to crank. An hour an twenty minutes later we were back on the road.
Here are a few photos taken with my phone during our trip. I've got a couple thousand to go through from my Nikon so be patient. I think these will be in chronological order.
Drove up to Logan Peak outside of Logan, UT

And drug the frame on the way down... in Providence Canyon. The majority of the trail was 30-50% grade. I kept telling myself there is no way I'd easily get back up the hill.... I was committed.
Even when it opened up to being a gravel road, it was still 15-20% grade... I kept the truck in low range to keep the speed down and wear off the brakes.
The kids enjoyed the trail though. They like the rocks and the bouncing around.
The dog.... not so much....
The next day we drove to the Golden Spike National Historic Site and then went down to the Spiral Jetty on the Great Salt Lake where we met three guys on KLRs who we hung with for a while that day. Strength in numbers.
They were particularly thankful that I was willing to get my hands dirty to get one of the bikes out the quagmire of mud found on the edge of the GSL.
Afterwards we rambled along the Transcontinental railroad grade to the town of Park Valley, where we anticipated getting gas, none existed. In fact we went 264 miles between fuel stops. Well into the uncomfortable part of my range. I did have 5 extra gallons, but never needed it. We did a 70 mile stretch of gravel road and two track and only saw one guy on an ATV who had already fixed 5 flats and was precisely at his halfway point on his fuel range.