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After twenty years of dune buggies and 4 x4's the stories have gotten deep!

We were out coyote hunting near Burns Oregon one spring and I buried my Toyota to the frame resulting in 10 mile walk out in the mud and snow. My boss came out with his Ramcharger W/340 and said " this truck never gets stuck" well 8 hours later at 11:00 pm we got both trucks out! Took $14. 00 worth of quarters to wash the mud off/out of his truck. He did not fire me on Monday because his partner, the other boss was with me!

Rich

:rolleyes:
 
Been there!!

I did a similiar thing in my old toyota. Went out one night cruising around some trails in a larger offroad area. It was dark and we were bored with the old trail and could damn near run it with the lights off. So went went for some more. Dodging any and everymudhole that looked longer than the truck since we were alone. About 11PM we went into one that made a corner around a ledge. The hole was like 30feet long and I just kinda cruised into it not expecting to need to throttle it. Well when i got bogged down I nailed it and the little 22re couldn't cut it. I rocked around enough to make it damn near impossible to open my door because of the ledge. Drivers front was buried to the bottom of the bumper. It was situation #3 that I could have gotten out of if i had a front locker. Outcame the hilift jack we tried to use it as a winch. Well that sucked because it would stretch the strap then only move the truck about 6". Well when you let the jack loose the truck would go back where it was. So we stuckit under the reciever tube and jacked it as high as possible and pushed the truck off the jack trying to get the rear wheels out of the ruts. It came close. . really close but it would just slop back into the ruts. Ended up calling a friend from over 30minutes away. Sat on the toolbox listening to the radio for an hour and half before he could find us. I was VERY close to ordering a winch and a front locker the next day lol but never did. Ouch. . long post!

Clark
 
We had run for the "new guys" that wanted to go for the night time 4 x4 romp. Located in central Oregon, there are red cinder buttes. This about Coyote Butte out China Hat Rd. I would wind up the access road, picture the dayliters shining out to space and abruptly turn right off of a cliff... . the slip face of the pit... 80ft drop "whoosh" out the bottom..... more than one guy spilled his beer on that one!

Rich
 
Vaman, Only if there is a chance mama won't find out (or is that wenches?).



I had to go to court a couple of years ago and when it was my turn, the judge asked me what had happened.



"Well I started to back out of my driveway when my bumper caught the support post for the garage. It ripped out causing the roof to fall on my truck. Accidently, I went to full acceleration, scraped down the big oak next to my driveway, run over three bicycles, went through the ditch and knocked down my mailbox. Then, still in reverse I flew across the road, got my neighbor's mailbox, went through his ditch, sideswiped his John Deere, took out three posts on a lean-to garage tearing down the roof and then went into a creek behind his house. "



The Judge said "What happened then?"



I replied, "Then I lost control of my truck. "



Now I have a 2001, 6 speed. I never liked that automatic anyway.
 
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A couple of months ago, I got my garden tractor stuck in about 6" of water and mud trying to drag out broken tree branches from a recent storm. Thought, I know it's overkill, but I'll just bring the truck 'round with the tow strap. Didn't even get close to the tractor before I was buried up to my axles in muddy gunk! My neighbor was kind enough to bring his John Deere and get it stuck behind my truck. At this rate, I thought, it won't take long to get the whole neighborhood stuck in my back yard ;D. Sooooo "borrowed" a bunch of landscaping bricks from the front of the house (which by the way are still buried in the dirt), filled in the trenches dug by the tires and got the truck unstuck, then used the truck to pull out the John Deere. Now back to the garden tractor... . ended up lifting up the back end (by hand)and pushing it out in under 2 minutes. Not bad for 3 hours work :D
 
I had a stock '59 Willys pick-up that I would try anything with.

I found this big mud patch and thought it looked like fun. I got out to walk it over and check the depth and it held my weight but had about 1/8" of slippery mud on top. Well my Willys sank as soon as all four wheels were on the mud. I fire walled the old flat head 6 and she just sank deeper. I had to crawl out the drivers window, though my friend got his door open. Then we hoped into the bed, crawled over the cab and could step from the front bumper to dry ground. The real bummer was it got dark before I could get a camara. That one was a $60 tow truck bill. I wasn't going to screw around with jacks and shovels, I mean this thing was STUCK!

It turns out that we were having a dry summer, that mud hole is usually a pond.
 
'bout 25 years ago a neighbor asked me to go deer hunting with him. I had nothing but a four door Buick. He claimed his VW bug would "go anyplace a 4X4 would go", so off we went. Just north of the calif border east of Ashland Or. , Going in we came to a steep down hill that was slushy mud, and big ruts--no other way out. Buddy says, we can climb back up no sweat.

Late afternoon, we started back out. When we came to that 300-400 feet of steep, muddy up hill, the VW wouldn't even start up it. There we sat.

Along came a 3/4 ton Ford 4X4 with big mud tires.

After the guy got through laughing about us being in there in a car, he got out about a 15 ' chain, hooked to the front of the Bug and away he went-throwing mud by the bucket full off those big tires. By the time he had gone a truck length, the Bug windshield was an inch of mud, and trying to stick your head out the window to see where to steer, was useless. Bu the time he stopped at the top, we could see out of the VW only one direction--to the rear. The Pickup driver was laughing the whole time he was getting unhooked from us and driving away.

That was one hairy ride. The only thing that kept us on the road was the deep ruts the bug stayed in, but the entire undercarriage was stuffed full of mud from sliding on it.

Didn't go hunting in such a rig again; Buddy didn't hear the last of his "good as a 4X4 bug" for awhile either.



Vaughn
 
JGabl; I was not married at the time!

Ok, now we've got this thing rolling..... good input guys... . I'm glad to see I am not the only one... .

Long ago... ...

I was taking my newest sweetie out for the evening ride in the desert (with the normal male thought processes in mind) turned off the road onto the sand shoulder and promptly sunk to the frame. I tried to back up but the trailer hitch caught under the edge of the highway... ... really stuck..... jammed in tight... . So my "girlfriend" suggests that we walk to her friends house to get help. Five miles away... ... So off we go, we get there and guess what? I dumped that one to be with this one... ... Pride really suffered that time.

Rich:eek:
 
Hey Merryman,



I'm just curious what two guys in a VW Bug were going to do with a deer had you guys actually shot one?



Bob
 
Stuck big time

Back in 1974, I was with some friends off roading in Borrego, CA. I had a 72 Blazer and still do. The other vehicles in the group included a second 72 Blazer and a Jeep truck. Of course it was at night. We drove into some sand dunes to camp and I found myself immediately stuck up to the doors. I had to climb out the window to exit the truck because the doors would not open. Luckily, I had all the food and beer. I told the group that I would lock my truck till I was pulled out. The second Blazer hooked up to my Blazer and was immediately stuck. The Jeep truck was able to pull the other Blazer out. We were starting to hook up my Blazer when off in the distance we saw six headlights coming towards us. Six off road bikers showed up and asked if we needed help. They proceeded to set their bikes aside and lifted my 5200 lb. Blazer out off the sand and then were off. Never saw them again and don't want to. I got a winch soon after that. :rolleyes:
 
well speaking of girlfriends and stuck... . at the time I was 19, and she was 17. I had just started a new job and got myself a new 2500 360v8 ram ext cab long bed. I took her out for dinner and we were going to "watch a movie" at her parents house. On the way she says she has a better idea, and tells me about this place in the woods where her school has parties. We went to different high schools, and I know nothing of that school. So we start back and things are going fine, a little mud but nothing great... now we come to this huge strip job pond with a trail around the edge. she says that anytime she has driven back here, they went around. So I agree, wanting to keep the truck clean, but the trail around the pond is at an angle back toward the pond. So I start, and its pretty steep, but I never think that it had rained for about a week... so the truck slides down to my right... and when it stops I turn to look at her, and I can see the water about 3 inches up on her window. It was so deep and such an angle that the water was running into the bed over the rails on her side, and my side wasn't even in the water. I can hear the water coming into the cab, and she's going nuts, yelling and stuff, I had to draw the line at calling her dad, since I would have to explain why the hell I have his little girl out in the woods. so I put it into drive and give it hell... and after about 20 minutes I get out, but forward... so now I either have to go back through it again of find a new way out. So we trim trees and find another way out. But this is down a very steep and muddy hill, with trees on both sides. she's had enough at this point. so she gets out and watches me. It was ugly but I got out. But after she got out, she left her leftovers on the seat. she had been holding them to this point. so now I have chicken fried rice and sweet and sour chicken all over the damn place... and I lost both right side center caps. I didn't even get any "special time" either. And she was about an hour late getting home. When I met my friends later that night, they couldn't believe the story, until they saw the truck. Interesting night
 
oh the stupidity

Back in 77 had a Chevy 4x4 pick up. Went wheeling late one night after partying at a local place we always went to. It was winter time and this pond we used to drive through had a bedrock bottom and was about 3 feet deep in this part. Got half way through ran out of gas. (broken gas gauge). It was 2 in the morning. By the time we walked out and got home it was time for sleep. Went back later that morning put in gas and the damn truck was frozen in. It had been snowing before but the pond wasn't frozen. Well it sure was then. Local farmer friend got one of his Deeres out there and couldn't pull it out. Which irritated him so he went home and came back with a bigger Deere. It was one of the big boy Versatills with front and rear drive with 8 huge tires on it. It couldn't pull it out either. As luck would have it they were doing some construction nearby. So the next day I sweet talked the Cat Dozer operater into giving me a hand. I thought he was going to pull the truck out except leave the frame and axles behind in the ice. So after 3 days it still sat. As luck would have it again a new piece of equipment showed up to dig trenches for a sewer line. This thing was big. The bucket was the size of the truck. I sweet talked him with some cash and he said come back after he got done for the day and he would drive it over. He sat on the side of the pond scooped out all around the truck and we hooked up chains to all the spring shackles and he picked up the entire truck and swung it over to the side of the pond. It was impressive. Three hours later using a several bottles of propane in a torch and a hatchet cleared the ice off the wheels and tires and brakes etc. It started right up and drove off to the car wash to get rid of more ice. It only took a week. Try explaining to your parents where your truck is for a week. Had they ever found out it would not have mattered if it got unstuck because you can't drive with broken arms and legs. They still don't know to this day. I can't believe there was no damage except a little where the chains rubbed the bed side walls before we put some wood in between the chains and the fender wells. What a DUMB@#! .
 
I am just wondering who in the hell you think you are fooling. I only read the word beer one time in all these stories. Either you folks operate a little different than we do here in Texas or you left out a major portion of almost every story. Every story we tell around these parts starts with, "So I told 'em to hold my beer and then... " :D
 
Couple years ago I towed my CJ5 up to Canada, behind my old 95 1/2 ton 2WD Dodge V-6 (yikes). The family place is on a lake, and I was the first one in. Thinking I'd do some cleaning up, I drove the Jeep into the lake to pull driftwood out of the boat launch with the winch (I had to pull them toward the lake due to ice having piledriven them into the bank). Anyway, all was well until I buried the back of the Jeep in the mud, and burned up the winch trying to pull out. Had to wait for my uncle to show up and pull me out with his ugh)Ford.



Next day, I went to another lake to go fishing, and got stuck in the only mudhole within 100 miles (winch was burned up, remember). Had to hike for six miles until I found a local out grouse hunting. He pulled me out with his (double ugh) early '70s Datsun pickup. Jeep still hasn't fully recovered.



Sorry for the length, but lots of idiocy to report.
 
Oh, you mean we have to confess to operating vehicles under the influnce? I confess, Wine, women & song!



Back in 1972 I built my first sandrail. My brother and I + "buddies" trailered it out to the dunes East of Lancaster,Ca. where we found very cool trails thru the rocks. I was jumping the rail from one dune wedged at the base of a ravine... . very cool, getting 10' vertical and 40' lateral w/good airtime and nice landing. So my brother not to be outdone by his kid brother takes off and I hear the motor all wound up as he comes down the trail! Off the jump, great air... ..... and lands on the engine and flips it end for end for the rest of the way down. Bummer... The parents are in France big brother is rather torn up and buggy is mal-adjusted... . Situation normal.

Rich :cool:
 
another act of stupidity

I have many stories, this is my favorite... back in high school me and my friend were constantly trying to outdo one another off road wise (i had a stock 76 blazer with 33's, he had a 72 bronco, hopped up 302, with 38's). Well, my truck was laid up and we were both bored to death on a friday night, so we went looking for an adventure in his truck. We happened to find one right in the middle of Austin. There was a long creek (right off lamar by king's hobbies for the locals) which ran through this neighborhood, not really a creek, but a man made drainage ditch (about 40' wide). It had always been overgrown, but as we drove by we noticed it had been cleared out, apparently in preparation for some work to be done (there were dozers and other equipment parked down there). We drove down there and were kinda dissapointed, not much mud and only standing water running down the middle, like a small creek. Well, my buddy decides to haul it throught the water to atleast try and splash some mud on his truck (so it would look cool :) ). We started getting up speed and he veered toward the standing water which ran the length of the creek, to douse one side then the other. Well, when his front left tire hit this "standing water", the front left nose of the truck dug into the ground and we came to an immediate stop. After wiping the blood from our foreheads, we crawled out my side (driver door wouldn't open), and started walking to find a phone. Happened to walk by the equipment that was parked there by the construction crew... hmm, a dozer, a loader, a backhoe,... wait, what's that big thing? OOOHHHH!, a Jetco Trencher with the trencher still in the ground were the guy shut it off at the end of the day. Seems that "strip of standing water" was a trench 6' deep and 1. 5' wide that was being excavated to lay new water lines. 2 bruised heads, a new 9'inch for the front of the bronco, a new rim, and a $125 dollar towing bill. Not bad for a boring friday night.
 
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