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|Date:||May 22nd, 2011|
|Trip Leader:||Mike Borum|
|Members Present:||Sue, Fred|
|Guests Present:||Billy, Koryn|
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We weren't sure what the weather was going to be, but it didn't stop Sue and Glen in the champagne Rubi, Bob and Dave in the white Rubi, Billy and Koryn in the black Rubi, Fred in the blue Rubi, or Mike in the yellow Rubi from making this an All-Rubi trail ride.
We got to the Gunsmoke gas station in Johnson Village and aired down, peeled off some soft top parts, a 10-100, and off we went. BIlly was nervous as a wet hen as he'd never attempted a challenging trail with his Jeep before. But he soon realized how capable these vehicles are, and it seemed he enjoyed the day more and more as each obstacle and squeeze was accomplished. We played around on the Rock Pile, with Sue providing the most excitement as she attacked it with gusto. During lunch another group passed us, so we took our time, knowing we'd catch them soon enough. We managed to get to Whale Rock (a.k.a The Waterfall) without a scratch.
The group ahead of us was just finishing up as I hopped out to make the obligatory inspection of the obstacle. Glen and I read each other's mind (kinda...I don't really want to know what Glen's mind really thinks!), and we both noticed there was no water or mud at the base of it. That is usually my downfall when trying to get up it. So, I asked for Fred to spot me, threw a tow strap on the front--just in case "the thing that cannot be named" happened--and made my attempt at scaling the scary left line. Amazingly, only a couple of attempts, with the guys holding the tow strap taut, and I climbed it! Woohoo! First time in this rig. The rest of the rigs took safer and saner lines and we were again following the group ahead.
A few more rocks and roots, twists and turns, a little fun at mini-Double Whammy, and we were at the V-Notch. I told Billy to follow a line fairly high on the right side, as it has always been the safest way to go. After a coupl;e of false starts, I managed to get him on the same line I'd taken, but he was a bit more tippy (and freaking out?). He made it okay, but as the rest of the Rubi's took a more level line, he was beginning to question my sanity as a spotter. Teehee!
A long drive back to the trail head ensued, but soon we were airing up again. We had a nice early dinner at the Coyote Cafe and headed home, no worse the wear. Thanks to everyone for a great time!