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McCoy and I went riding this past Saturday around Mountain Island Lake for a couple of hours. I think that I got stuck more times that day than all other times combined. I should have known that we were going to be getting stuck a lot that day because when we first turned off the pavement onto the trail/dry lake, McCoy was ahead of me and he got stuck less than 100 feet from the pavement.
We were mainly riding in a place that is normally a shallow section of the lake but due to a rain deficit this year, the area has several acres that are now "dry" but muddy. You would be driving along and all of a sudden the 6x6 would sink. The ground didn't look any different but you immediately knew that you were sitting on your belly.
It was funny because McCoy and I were both stuck at the same time several different times that day. Luckily most of the time we were able to winch to each other but there was one bad time where we weren't that lucky.
McCoy and I both jumped out of our AATVs and took no more than three steps when we sank 1-2 feet ourselves.
One of my legs sank down in the mud and as I tried to shift my weight to get it out, the other leg sank. My pants were pushed up by the mud and my boots filled up. They felt like they were getting sucked off. Luckily I looked over at McCoy and he was spreading his weight out over the mud so he didn't sink as much. I followed his lead and was able to crawl back to my Max and use the roll cage to pull myself out of the mud.
McCoy did most of the dirty work from here on out. He braved the quicksand-like mud to hook up my winch. I was supposed to drive around and come winch him out but I got stuck AGAIN. Poor McCoy had to do all the winching of his Argo himself.
Finally after getting stuck 5-6 times we left to get lunch. The rain was about to set in and McCoy's family was nice enough to invite me to a delicious rib lunch. What more could you want. A morning of six wheeling and a home cooked meal. It doesn't get any better than that. A big thanks to McCoy and his family for the hospitality.
I put the pictures in this album if you want to take a look. Most of the have a title that includes the word "stuck"
http://www.6x6world.com/gallery/showgallery.php?cat=535
We were mainly riding in a place that is normally a shallow section of the lake but due to a rain deficit this year, the area has several acres that are now "dry" but muddy. You would be driving along and all of a sudden the 6x6 would sink. The ground didn't look any different but you immediately knew that you were sitting on your belly.
It was funny because McCoy and I were both stuck at the same time several different times that day. Luckily most of the time we were able to winch to each other but there was one bad time where we weren't that lucky.
McCoy and I both jumped out of our AATVs and took no more than three steps when we sank 1-2 feet ourselves.
One of my legs sank down in the mud and as I tried to shift my weight to get it out, the other leg sank. My pants were pushed up by the mud and my boots filled up. They felt like they were getting sucked off. Luckily I looked over at McCoy and he was spreading his weight out over the mud so he didn't sink as much. I followed his lead and was able to crawl back to my Max and use the roll cage to pull myself out of the mud.McCoy did most of the dirty work from here on out. He braved the quicksand-like mud to hook up my winch. I was supposed to drive around and come winch him out but I got stuck AGAIN. Poor McCoy had to do all the winching of his Argo himself.
Finally after getting stuck 5-6 times we left to get lunch. The rain was about to set in and McCoy's family was nice enough to invite me to a delicious rib lunch. What more could you want. A morning of six wheeling and a home cooked meal. It doesn't get any better than that. A big thanks to McCoy and his family for the hospitality.
I put the pictures in this album if you want to take a look. Most of the have a title that includes the word "stuck"
http://www.6x6world.com/gallery/showgallery.php?cat=535
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