A quick trip to Moab

Joe Huish and I wanted to cruise down to Moab for Easter Jeep Safari this year, but the best way to pitch the idea to our wives was to each take a kid with us. So Joe, his boy Parker, Mathias, and I went down to Moab for an over-nighter. Neither of us could take time off, so it had to be a quick trip. So we split the costs and put Joe's new-to-him Wrangler on a trailer and off we went.

As seems to be par for the course, within five minutes of getting Joe's jeep off the trailer in Moab, it wouldn't run. We'd drive it for a couple minutes, then it would sputter and die. Turn it off, back on, start it up, drive it for a couple minutes, then it would sputter and die. Here's a typical shot of Joe looking at his jeep, in a parking lot, in Moab.

Since jeeping was no longer on the docket, we headed to the Jeep/Mopar display in town.

The weather also did not cooperate. The forecast called for cooler weather but no rain. Fine, we can wear sweat shirts and jeans, as long as it doesn't rain. What happens? It rained. Not tons, but enough to dampen our spirits. So we ended up spending a little time at Potato Salad Hill watching the idiots and show-offs, grabbed some dinner, went to the Jeep display, then back to camp. Joe put a new fuel filter on the jeep, hoping it would solve his problem, but it didn't work. Still no jeep.

Saturday, the weather was still unpleasant. Cold and rainy. We piled into Joe's truck, hit up Tater Salad again, then went out to see the vendor show taking place at the rodeo arena south of town. We found a mostly empty parking lot with a few vendors finishing packing up. Apparently the vendor show closes Friday night. Crap. So off to Area BFE, hoping to see some cool buggies playing around. After driving around on some dirt roads south of town, we found Area BFE - found it to be empty. Cold and rainy doesn't go over well with people who have no tops or heaters in their buggies. So back to town we went, packed up everything, and headed home. On the way out of town we stopped at the big sand hill and played for a good hour or so.

We went down with four main objectives - see people with lower IQs try to drive up Potato Salad Hill, do a little jeeping, go to the vendor show, and see Area BFE. Well, we got one thing checked off the list. 25% isn't bad, is it?