A few quick things about us:
My Wife= Bris
We have familiarized ourselves with all things off-road over the years. If it happens in the dirt, generally speaking, we are enthusiasts. We are currently very interested in adventure. We are learning more and more every time we hit the road, last weekend we learned a lot and had a ton of fun.
Oh, and I have a long way to go to provide you guys with images like I have seen on this forum. There is some incredible photography on this site, I hope to do a better job in the future
I am no stranger to adventure; my employment has taken me to the depths of the Baja peninsula, well into South America, and even on this little rally called the Dakar. These were all adventures out of necessity, it was my job. More importantly than that, it was always done in a large group with other people’s equipment and resources. I have recently left the wild world of sleepless nights and 23 hour work days, blowing the proverbial kiss “bye bye” to motorsports. That does not mean that I won’t entertain the opportunity to participate again, however I have shifted my focus to more of a family oriented lifestyle. I recently married and have started to look at things a little differently, perhaps actually growing up a little. (I will keep this forum a secret from my wife so she can’t get in here and rebut my statements.) With this shift in perspective I found myself reflecting upon my past experiences, where I had been, what I had seen. Ironically, I have been all over the planet and can barely remember a damn thing. The Motorsport life does not allow for that few extra minutes of time to stop and smell the roses, enjoy that amazing view, or pull off on that turn out for the ultimate photo op. Instead I have some video floating around of me doing 45mph through the Sahara desert passed out behind the wheel of a Hummer H1. My team mates thought it was funny so they let me sleep for about 45 minutes while driving… it’s not like you can hit anything, right? Well that got me thinking quite a bit. I want to get out and see the world, on my watch with my game plan. Sure, it would be awesome to hit the road on a different continent again, and see all the things I missed while on someone else’s watch, but hell, there is a never ending amount of beauty right here in my Southern California backyard. Because I lived the motorsport dream, I have a ton of random skill and zero money. I managed to scrape up the resources for a vehicle to help me on my new found mission. A fairly clean 1998 Jeep Grand Cherokee with a ridiculous number of miles on the odometer presented itself, and we scooped it up.
I had to rip these running boards off straight away...
I have some experience with Jeep ZJ’s as I had one some 15 years ago….wait, yeah, that means I am getting old . Oh well, back to the point. My ZJ was used for a tech article in JP Magazine back when Rick Pewe was editor.
I guess you could say we were pioneering the soccer mom rigs out on the trail. I can remember guys in their FJ40s and CJs just giving me hell when we would turn up to local events. That all came to a screeching halt when they saw my open diff rig climb stuff their locked up rigs struggled to d . Truth be told, I wanted a Land Rover Disco, D90, or D110, but they were just too damn expensive. I settled for the ZJ because it shared the same style suspension, coils all the way around. It did the job just fine and taught me a lot. At the time I worked with Safari Gard and had to see those Rovers coming in and out of the shop all day long. I even had the pleasure of pulling one out of a ditch; made me smile. Anyways, the Jeep we recently scored seemed like it could serve the purpose and get us to where we wanted to go. I am done with the hard core crawling style and am just looking for a little adventure.