After the months and months of prep work on the blazer we finally made it to Moab; however, we did not make it there without stories to tell. On the way to Spanish Fork Canyon the blazer started rocking like crazy on the freeway. I thought we were going to die for sure. We got to spanish without me peeing my pants and Jon bought new shocks for the blazer and put them on in the parking lot. It helped the rocking a little bit but we now call the blazer the big blue house boat. I actually got motion sickness riding down there.
In Moab we had fun four wheeling. However, we discovered the body mounts on the boat were broken, the steering box broke, Ed's 4 wheel drive was not working and so on and so on. More time on the pavement in the hotel parking lot and things were working again. And more wheeling. All and all the blazer did really well. It went anywhere Jon could mange to steer it and some places he didn't mean to steer it. The kids and I ended up driving home with my parents just in case the steering box completley fell off the frame while Jon was driving home. Luckily, we all made it home with no problem, except the snow storm that kept us in Spanish fork canyon for way too long. And the boat sits happily in the driveway waiting for some TLC from Jon.
2 comments:
I still think you guys are nuts to do this every year. . . my heart would just give out doing stuff like that. I'm sure it's a real rush!!
Looks like fun! (for you)!!
Yay! We made it on your blog! We did have such a great time. Thanks for letting us come! Sometime I'll get you a copy of all the pictures I took of Jon and Ed and your dad's jeeps/cars.
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