durango_60 said:
1. Dutch Ovens and Mormon Fathers are a great combination!!! (yea, yea, not very pc
)
:iagree:
Unfortunately my flash fritzed on
a photo of Ryan's camp kitchen with the Peach Cobbler, but I did catch Nic preparing his excellent Mountain Man Brunch -
durango_60 said:
2. Yota guys really think Jeeps need more chrome
:iagree:
Shiney.....
Ursidae69 said:
So, who is going to expand on that little gem?
eepwall:
Alright, alright......Time to fess up....
So on our first afternoon following a lunch break, my truck wouldn't turn over as the others were headed back down out of Yankee Boy Basin. I got Scott's attention before he was out of range and we tried to jump start me. No go. Now the others are coming back.
Like a live version of "King of the Hill", we stood around with the hood up debating likely problems. I had just picked up the truck from the shop the afternoon before we left, and after having it serviced from front to back and paying an enormous bill, I was slightly annoyed.
Possible scenarios discussed were a faulty starter, vapor lock, electrical problems, ignition problems, and Y2K. Not even my new Scangauge tool could come up with a trouble code so WTH? Turns out it was an OE (
Operator Error) problem but I'm getting ahead of myself.
So Scott (pskhaat) and his brother Peter (FJ803FE) pulled the starter, cleaned the contact points and plunger and reassembled it after a little trial and error. No go. About this time Ryan's (durangodds) son Clay, takes a header on the loose shale and opens up a gash over his eye that would have made Rocky Balboa proud (
...cut me Mick. Cut me....). I'm feeling really good about myself about then....
Now most of the boys and dogs are running around, playing with the water bottle rocket launcher and they're doing fine. Nic's (Willman) baby girl and wife are getting their first alpine sunburn, Jonathan (durango_60) is enjoying the irony of a Toyota experiencing technical difficulties while his Jeep is itching for more trails. And all I can think of is the enormous maintenance bill I just paid, that my truck has never left me stuck even once and how I'll never hear the end of this.
After 4+ hours of checking voltage, fuses, wiring, starters, etc. Willman donates a front tow hook as we decide to tow me off the mountain. One vehicle in front to lead me, one in the rear to assist with braking. I send my son down the mountain in the Jeep, so he doesn't have to witness this debacle or my death should one of the tow straps fail. I'm to roll back downhill 50 yards, where I'll get turned around to go downhill, with pskhaat hooked to my front and his brother in back. We hear some clicking noises from under the hood as I begin to roll backwards when I realize I hadn't put the tranny in neutral, so I shift into neutral.
Wait a minute.
When we get to the spot where I'm to turn around and prepare to be towed downhill, I put it in park. For kicks & giggles I try to turn it over one last time. VROOM!! Uh, yeah.... The look on pskhaat's face and his brother, who had just spent the last several hours sweating over this thing was perfect. Turns out yours truly, when I stopped for lunch, shifted into park, pulled the e-brake and chocked the wheel. However apparently the tranny didn't properly seat into
Park. It had gotten bound up somehow. In all my attempts at starting it that afternoon, I never giggled the shifter but it got hung between
Reverse and
Park. Oh, the shame....
So Ryan's son has a gaping head wound, Nic's baby looks like a angelic lobster, the Jeep guy is getting more smug by the moment and I'm the winner of the first annual
Father's Day Weekend Biggest Boob award because I didn't put my truck properly in
Park.
Humble pie never tasted so awful.....
