After my "break in" was complete. I thought it was a decent idea to change the oil and purchase a new rear tire to get ready for our first 4 day long trip of the year in the U.P. Think of it as TCG tour, without cops, fueled with a fuck ton of beer. Basically a 4 day long binger on wheels.
Loading up my trailer on Team Duramax. Was a little concerned the new turbo wouldn't fit with 2 other quads since it's a bit longer than my old rzr.
Not even a inch to spare.
Short 6.5 hour drive and we see the the golden goose.
Unloaded and hit the trail. About 3 into the ride, lightning sticks twice. UN FUCKING REAL! The same tire I JUST replaced!
To my amazement, we got it patched back up and it held air. Thank god.
Following day we decided to hit the trails hard. We sometimes pass through a area known as the swamp but usually de tour around. I know what's in there. Mud unlike any other mud. This is a fucking swamp. Nothing but winching. For some messed up reason we decided to tackle this beast of an area. Basically for 6 hours, we only went 2 miles. One quad would go and get stuck, winch it out, so on and so forth.
Of course yours truly got stuck
Finally made it to the end of the swamp.