March 21/2008 @ Harrison West
In Attendance:
Chris & Morgan - Ford Bronco (blue)
Trevor & Christina - Jeep YJ (black)
Igor - Jeep TJ (green)
It was a long weekend coming up, and the weather was supposed to be ok, so I felt the need to get out on the trail. My normal gang was
pre-occupied with other activities, but Trevor from work said he was game, and fellow BC4x4 lister Igor was happy to come along too.
We met at the Chevron in Mission to fuel up, BS'd for bit, then hit the road for the Weaver Spawning Channel. From there, we aired down
and hit the dirt.
My main goal of this trip was to track the trail to Secret Lake on the GPS. Unfortunatley, it didn't start until we hit the Weaver/Francic
traverse, and I'm not sure why.
It was a good day. The weather was all over the place; rain, sun, hale, snow, windy. Kept us on our toes.
Thanks to Morgan, Igor and Trevor for sharing their pictures!
The log of our trip, without Secret Lake.
Airing down.
The trail to Secret Lake.
Luckily I brought my snow brush.
We were about 50' from the lake.
Heading back down, Igor got hung up on a log.
Trevor gave him a tug.
The start of the Weaver/Francis traverse.
I tagged the rock on my way by.
Another one for the list of carnage.
I tried the left line, but my rear axle kept grabbing the rock and holding me back.
After 3 attempts, I took the right line.
We hit snow pretty quickly. As long as you kept
off the throttle, you could move along.....slowly.
We ran into these guys on the way down. They were amazed to see us coming down
the trail, as they just saw a couple of Toyota's turn around where they got stuck.
We helped them get turned around.
Heading up to Sunrise Lake.
The V-rock.
Igor making it look easy.
Trevor's turn.
No problem.....
.....almost!
Photo time.
Igor got the whole thing on video, clicky clicky.
He rolled back and I spotted him up.
Sunrise Lake.
Blue trying to hide in the tree's.
Wow, she is popular.
Morgan and his fancy photography.
Off to Hale Creek.
We came up behind this group of stock JK's and an FJ. They were stopped at one of the larger creek crossings
on the easy line and were trying to figure out how to do so. Once they saw us, they quickly figured it out.
Harrison Lake at Hale Creek beach.
It was cold and windy, so we bailed after a few minutes.
Heading up the hard line.
Airing up.
I just got Trevor's picture's, and I really don't feel like renaming everything to get his in order, so I'll just put them below.
