Did you mount all 10 on your rig? Not a bad price overall when you break it down...
I was wondering if anyone else wanted to go in halves or thirds on another set... Or if you'd wanna sell me any of your 'spares'... Seems like a pretty good deal any way you look at it...
I would like to go this weekend. Mark
Beautiful day and a pleasure wheeling with you as usual. :hi:
Thats the last time I let that guy drive my rig.
Beautiful day and a pleasure wheeling with you as usual. :hi:
Thats the last time I let that guy drive my rig.
You up there yesterday? Didn't see you.
And there are a few spots once you start--you will never stop,lol.
Got there a little after 9 and ran all the trails. Let my passenger drive the last trail and he rolled on the first corner. :haha: trashed the soft top, windshield & frame, driver mirror, roof, both sides of the tub are smashed in, driver door, fender and hood.
above text was stolen from another thread, by one of our group, because I'm to lazy to type the exact same thingToday 8 of us met up and embarked on our first Evans trip of the season. We started out on 102 because there were eleventy billion people headed up the 311. 102 was fun. From there we headed up the 196 to 197 and up to 520. On 197 a couple of us has a tuff time getting around a tree and we slammed into it but not too much damage. We started hitting snow at the bottom of 196. Just a trace. By the time we got to the rock field on 520, we were in about 4 inches of semi-fresh snow. We carried on to the top of 520 and decided to head up further on 519. That's where things got a little puckeriffic. There is that step-down rock that isn't usually too terrible but add snow to it and it adds to the fun. It put me in a precarious spot that had my heart beating out of my chest. I felt like I was gonna go over but somehow didn't. I made it thru and Nichol was after me. I think I heard a squeal out of her when she descended from the rock and slid into the other rock. I'm sure she felt the same puckerness that I felt earlier. We then took the road down to 311 and ran that to the first lookout. Branden noticed a bolt sticking out on Nichols steering box and it was determined that her day was over. We all had had enough for the day so we took the road all the way back down. It was a beautiful day and re didn't really run into anyone up there surprisingly. Always a good group of people to run with. Pictures to follow soon. They are downloading into photobucket as I type.