The plan was to spend the entire day on Thursday packing my Jeep so I could make it down that night and wheel all weekend. However,
my job fucked me and I didn't even get to start packing until I got home on Friday. At that point,
it wasn't even worth the money to take my Jeep, so I used the pickup so I could get more gear hauled for the trip.
I had to rush down and just made it
in time to catch the mud bogs.
Spent the day on Saturday watching the competition. It was awesome as the guys put on a great show and we were able to
get up close and personal. I was worried that it was going to be boring, but it was far from it.
The star of the day was the son of Burton and Julie from OCC. Kyle ran in the stock class and, with very limited experience,
did an amazing job of running his Mom's Jeep all day. He deserves a ton of credit for what he was able to do.
The downside of Kyles performance was the way it overshadowed the rest of the competition. While Kyle deserves a bunch of
respect, everyone else drove the hell out of their rigs and gave it 100% all day.
So, thanks to all for putting on a wonderful show for me to watch. I enjoyed it enough that I barely missed having my Jeep.
That night the party was great. What sucked was the amount of walking and climbing I did all day. By 10:00 I was exhausted
and had to make the decision that it was better to wuss out and go to bed than to pass out around the campfire.
So, my tally is currently at two Big Dogs trips in three years and none of them included my Jeep. While I did have to opportunity
to wheel at Gore once, I still have not wheeled a Big Dogs event. I vow to make that change next year and I plan to make every
event they have.