Sunday, May 26th, 2013, a large group of locals and guests from Georgia went out to run Pritchett Canyon. The day dawned beautiful but threatened to be a hot one so we hurried to get started on what turned out to be typical Pritchett Jeep revenge.
Melanie was riding with me so captured some shots from the inside of Redroxx, showing how beautiful the canyon is. The first 2 miles are pretty uneventful so it is a perfect time to take in the scenery.
The first little side obstacle made for some good photo opportunities.
We quickly moved to the Brickyard obstacle and then on to Chewy.
We had a bit of a wait here for a group in front of us but soon had the opportunity to give it a try. Chewy is a long and difficult obstacle but everyone gave a great show.
Susan giving the first shelf of Chewy a great try. She almost made it today.
The upper portion of Chewy needs careful attention as these shelves are off-camber and slippery.
Go Flipper! Rick ran his Samurai over the entire lower portion before finally making it up.
We then worked our way towards the second half of the trail. This one steep ledge usually gets everyone’s attention.
Over to a slickrock portion of the trail just before Rocker Knocker that has several options.
A big wheel lift is followed by an even bigger one!
Poor Kirk needed some rescue after his Jeep decided to sit up and beg for mercy. Pritchett isn’t finished with him yet.
Everyone made it up Rocker Knocker and then up and over to Axle Hill after lunch.
Fun times on Axle Hill. This one is named after Susan. Here she is driving it successfully this time.
Now I got to give it a try. Axle Hill is one of my favorites.
Go Larry but watch that tub grip! You might want to keep those fingers for next time!
Go Moaby J! Awesome representation of the square headlights!
Doug looks like he’s out for a Sunday drive.
We started watching some of the action over on Son of Rockpile.
Moments later, Kirk took a dramatic flop.
We started attaching some straps for a recovery effort.
And got the Jeep back on the tires. Unfortunately, some of the guys were holding on to one of the straps and went flying when the Jeep came over quickly.
Here I get to play nurse, one of my least favorite roles on the trail…..for everyone involved.
And, believe it or not, Randy survived the whole Moab trip. Nothing a few band-aids and ice can’t fix.
Now it’s time to give some first aid to the Jeep. She spilled out all her life fluids and needed the plugs pulled.
In the meantime, Larry decided to get his tires up on Rock Pile and give it a whirl.
Nice photos and scary stuff. You’ve got to save something for next time! Rock Pile and the Big Hot Tub…..
Here’s Susan getting ready to go up the Son of Rock pile. She went up with no problem.
Everyone made it up Yellow Hill and then a slow journey out on the county road to 191……except for the isolated really fast journey through the sand dunes that left Larry and Steph temporarily lost in the desert.
Another wonderful trail day and except for some minor people and Jeep injuries, everything was perfect. Hold on Melanie!!!!!