FJ Summit X

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FJ Summit X

So I wanted to provide an AAR (After Action Report on FJ Summit) because I know a lot of people would have loved to go, and between this and TaCo Rock Therapy I think the best Toyota events happen within 3 hours of each other in Moab and Ouray.

I’ll preface this by saying I was incredibly on the fence about going. I tried to register originally for the event, but got on the wait list within 30 seconds. Registration is brutal and I didn’t find out about being on the wait list until mid-april. I signed up thinking worst case I could sell my ticket.

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Cooking with Farm Equipment

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Cooking with Farm Equipment

In this, our latest (and only) episode of "Cooking with Farm Equipment" we will be tilling a field prior to sowing our crops using a disc harrow borrowed from our friend, Jerry L'Ecuyer... This important implement will not only break up our soil, chop up old weeds and crop remains, but later it will also help us make one hell of a good cheeseburger. You heard me.

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Enders Falls

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Enders Falls

t doesn't take very much to spring an excellent adventure. This idea of spontaneous and unplanned adventures is often forgotten, even avoided in the popular adventure and overland scene, but exactly the idea one must discover and rediscover to truly live and experience a passion for adventure.

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More Bite, than Bark

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More Bite, than Bark

The term, "Jack of all trades, and a master of none" needs very little interpretation. I think of a middle-aged man in worn out work boots, holey jeans, and a cheap stained t-shirt with a pack of Marlboro Reds protruding slightly from his pocket. A beat up old tool bag with well used, but sharp and precise tools in his grip... Hes a man that can get it done. You remember what a bargain his labor prices are, as you turn the other cheek to his short comments and surly disposition. Finding a solution quickly and getting straight to work, you try to force from your mind that he didn't pull a permit like the expensive Journeyman you spoke to, would have.

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Westward Ho

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Westward Ho

How we evaded the weather still eludes us, but I guess it was well deserved after our Utah trip a few years back.  We hit pavement days before the bottom dropped out of the sky and our home was an island amidst all the flooding. Matter of fact, we were snoozing in Mojave when the first drops began to fall at home, and they never quite caught up with us. 

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Chasing the Sun

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Chasing the Sun

The dull ringing of the air raid siren woke me, I reached for the sound but only found my pistol on the nightstand. My groggy eyes blurred the dim rectangle screen of my iPhone. I pressed the vague outline of “snooze” and sighed deeply.

 

3 AM

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What doesnt kill you

We are all well aware of how awe inspiring and majestic our back yard that is the North American continent can be. The more time we spend exploring it, the more likely the probability of something fantastically terrifying happening to us becomes. After being raised in a small town in rural Alaska I went on to become a combat search and rescue operator in the U.S. Air Force. I’ve been fortunate enough to travel a lot of the world and experience some amazing things. Many of these things were pretty freaking scary, but what follows is the single most terrifying experience of my life. This happened when I was just 13 years old.

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Cowboy Country

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Cowboy Country

We woke on day 7 to yet another cold rainy morning in Grant Village. It had been in the low twenties overnight, so donning the clothes that sat haphazardly in the corner of the roof top tent over night was exciting, but not on quite the same level as say; a winning lotto ticket. I quickly went to work on getting the stove and percolator ready... Not because it was cold, but because above all else, coffee comes first. While Nicole prepared breakfast, I began folding up the RTT. It was sopping wet, and can be a challenge even in dry conditions to get under the cover with a double wide 0 degree bag inside. My fingers were frozen, and when the zipper got stuck while I precariously balanced on top of a wet tire and rock slider, my sense of humor faded into a steady stream of audible profanity.

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