This past Saturday a Jeep friend and I went to test our rigs out around Mobile, AL. He just installed a T18 into his 66 CJ5. My recollection of the weekend adventure...
In the past 3 days, I've had a grand total of ~10 hours of sleep so I am pretty beat. I woke up at 5:30 AM and drove to the gas station where I store my trailer and ended up having to wait until 7 AM for someone to unlock the gate to get it. By 7:45 AM I was home, loaded up, and ready for my 3.5 hr drive south.
When I pulled into the place and went to park, Scott was driving back to his truck and told me he had a driveshaft issue. Oh boy. Luckily it was an easy fix. The first thing I mentioned was I didn't want to go through every mudhole in the park and then the first thing we do is go through a creek.
Scott tried to use his CJ5 as a submarine early into the trip while making a U-turn. Water was well over his hood. It's a good thing he had good brakes or it would've been a disaster. Everything was going well until I noticed my steering started to get hard to turn less than 10 minutes into the ride. I thought it was low on fluid but there was some on the dipstick. Engine rpm didn't make a difference in ease of turning either so I was really confused at that point. My arms are sore and the steering made me pretty miserable but I managed. Right here is where the steering gear broke. There were four people watching me try to turn it and boom it broke. I thought a u joint had broken, but as it turned out it was the box itself. Fudge. Honestly, I wasn't even mad, just in disbelief. They were all wondering how I was going to find a 1955 steering gear in the junkyard.
What might've been the final nail in the coffin for the steering gear was a small tree my left tire hit when coming out of the last mud hole.
Skid steer to the rescue. Afterward, when it got turned around we got the front tires in the skid steer bucket and it made it back to the trailer without an issue. We ended up backing it up the trailer. Scott volunteered to steer and I worked the pedals. After we got it loaded it was lunchtime. Scott made some bomb smoked chicken and sweet potatoes with strawberries and blueberries on the side.
We swapped out a tire on the CJ5 after lunch and got back to riding. I offered my wheels and tires but that probably would've been more work swapping them around than they might've been worth. The CJ5 did great out there and it would've been even better with MT's and a rear traction device.
In this shot, it was actually a hill we were coming up but ran out of traction.
The last spot we ran through before loading up. I managed to go swimming right before taking this picture. Since my Jeep was broke I volunteered to be winch line guy for the remainder of the day anyhow. The driverside of the CJ5 was almost completely underwater at one point and I thought it was about to flip over. Ran out of gas right after winching out of this spot. We walked back to the truck and grabbed the gas can (since I decided to bring 5 gallons of gas at the last minute before leaving). The dauntless caught on fire by accident with a small amount of spilled gas but I got it blown out and found a water bottle to prime the carburetor with instead of the gas can.
All in all, it was a great day. I don't have much to say about my own junk since it didn't make it far before a major mechanical failure. Still, I made it much further than a JK that came through there.
I busted my head open on the buckle welded to the cage. The way it was parked on uneven ground made me step into it differently than usual and I hit my head. It's a nonissue thing just me being a little careless.