Bill and Travis took their families to the park on Friday night and camped overnight. The 20 degree overnight temperatures kept me away. Don and I showed up at 10 am and we were on the trail by 10:30. Like usual, we were making good progress until Don's truck 'popped' and the front wheels ceased to turn. Upon inspection, the bolts that secured the front driveshaft to the transfer case yoke let loose. We had lunch and I climbed up on a rock in the creek while we were waiting. After lots of trial and error, we found some bolts that would work and we got back underway.

 Eventually we came to the v-rock and Travis had the honor of going first. He didn't have much of a problem with his 35's. Bill cursed his truck's length and got hung up on the boulders. Travis hooked up and gave him a tug. Don and I followed. I had to back up and take a different line because my radius arm kept getting hung up on the passenger side.

 After the v-rock obstacle, the end of the trail wasn't far off. We were looking at tough lines we could take to make the trip longer. Travis and I mapped out a fun little line between a tree and a good sized boulder.

 Bill said he would give it a go. Travis made it through with out much of a problem. The loose dirt didn't offer much in the way of traction, but he made it through with a small ding in the lower driver's side door.