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A funny thing happened to me on the way back to Wickenburg. As we were driving along, we were passing a great looking hill that was just calling my name....it was amazing...."Stu, bring Lady and climb this hill....Stu, you will have fun...". Not wishing to pass up this opportunity, I announced on the radio that I was stopping to play.
After walking to top of the hill (actually, that is a lie....about 1/2 way up, I resorted to using my hands and crawling the last couple dozen yards), I made sure there was enough room to turn around. I slid down the hill and jumped into the driver's seat, with Donna riding along as co-pilot. I made it about a 1/4 of the way up and that was it. All four MTs were turning nicely....the Detroits were doing a great job....I just stopped making headway up the hill. I backed down the hill to try again. Before doing so, it was suggested that I drop my tire pressure a bit more. Sure, why not! There wasn't really any clearance problems to worry about, and I certainly was hurting in the traction department. I have been running my tires right at around 15~16 lbs during the past several trail runs. This has done very well for me, and seems to be a happy compromise between traction and clearance. But, what had been working for me was not working now.
I dropped all the tires to 12 lbs and gave it another try.
That did it! Lady climbed right to the top on the first attempt with very little wheel spin and the engine turning about 1700 RPMs....slow, steady, and no traction problems!
I must admit that I have not put a lot of miles on the MTs yet, and this was a learning experience for me. I made several other trips up the hill, all with no problem. If you had told me that the difference between success and failure was 4 lbs. of air pressure, I would have laughed in your face. Well, not any more. It made all the difference in the world!
A shot from the top of the hill.
The previous pictures looking up the hill makes it look a bit smaller than it really is.
After playing on the hill for a while, we continued on into town and hit one of the local burger stands for dinner. It was a great time for Donna and I. We met a whole group of new friends, and look forward to exploring some more trails with them in the future. Remember, the worst day 4-wheelin' is better than the best day at work!
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