Smudge pot, that's hilarious, haven't seen those used in awhile. All the fruit orchards around here used to use them. Not so much anymore.
Yup. They still use them out here in the Central Valley. They’re great for camping if you’re sitting in one spot for days.Smudge pot, that's hilarious, haven't seen those used in awhile. All the fruit orchards around here used to use them. Not so much anymore.
Yup. They still use them out here in the Central Valley. They’re great for camping if you’re sitting in one spot for days.
Ditto!I try to include him in as many pics as possible since he is always with me and he is pretty freakin' photogenic unlike his dad.
FULL DISCLOSURE - Here's the story that accompanies those stunning photos.It is starting to look a lot like Christmas
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I was gonna call you an asshole for posting picture of the snow. But I'll let it slide this time. I do love snow wheeling.FULL DISCLOSURE - Here's the story that accompanies those stunning photos.
After we are done playing in the snow, go to start the Jeep, engage into Drive, and instead of going forward the Jeep slides backwards and towards the edge of the cliff!!!
There is barely 2 inches of fresh snow on the trail in this area but it is a sheet of ice under it.
I get out of the truck to take a look - my rear passenger tire is 2 inches off the edge!
It is a 300-foot drop!!!
We have no phone reception and are 50 miles from civilization.
I get back inside, engage 4-Lo, then the rear locker, then the front locker, but the Jeep still refuses to move forward. I have Rosie tethered in the back and my balls in my throat.
Think Aldo, think!!
I have the clarity of mind to air all four tires down to 15 PSI. Get back inside and this time the Jeep gently slides away from the edge enough for me to calm down. But I still cannot move forward, let alone turn around.
We go down in reverse very slowly for a couple miles. At one point, with my foot planted on the brakes, we slide down completely out of control for 60 or 80 yards, gathering speed!
All I can do is keep my eyes glued at the side mirror, the front wheels pointed at the mountain, and pray!
Gawd I haven't prayed like this ever before!
I keep checking on Rosie through my rear-view mirror. I can only see the back of her head as she keeps staring out the back of the truck. She does seem worried.
Forty-five minutes later we finally make it to a spot where the trees keep the trail clear of ice and is wide enough to do a six point turn.
We drive down to the trailhead, pump my tires back to 37 PSI and get us home.
Home never felt so warm and safe.
Lots to give thanks for this upcoming Thanksgiving!
What is all that white stuff?It is starting to look a lot like Christmas
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Love the smile.It is starting to look a lot like Christmas
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We are about to find out here - might get to try out the plow on the Mojave......hope so!!What is all that white stuff?
Yeah. Drifting snow was getting into her eyes.Love the smile.