“You said Khaki was almost out?”
I glared at Steve and asked, “You said Khaki was almost out?” “Almost out of where?” “I winched 5 times just to get her where she is,” he said. My eyes followed the water filled ruts that snaked through the woods from where Steve’s FJ-40 was stuck to where Khaki sat. I countered, “I see that, yet where were you going, there is no road here!” “It was dark and…….”
As she sat, Khaki was 200 yards through the roadless, cutover woods. I correctly assessed that the puny Mx8000 Warn winch on the FJ-60 was not going to do this job alone, so off I went to bring the heavy artillery to bear. As I smashed and crashed Kate through the cutover toward Khaki, I couldn’t help but feel despair creeping up on me. Here I was, barely making the trek in my “locked” FJ-40, and I was going to have to get this huge station wagon with 32” M/T’s out the same way. Not good.
When I finally made my way over to Khaki, I found that the only ground hard enough to winch from did not allow me to double the line on the 8274. I tried a single line recovery with no luck at all. The big FJ-60 just squatted and held her ground. Next, I tried using my 8274 single line and the Mx8000 on Khaki together. No dice. Finally, we doubled the line on the 8274 and barely had enough cable by using my 25’ snatch strap to get the line back to the FJ-40. I already had to use a 20’ tow strap to get the measly 90’ cable on the Mx8000 to reach the FJ-40. The moment of truth arrived and we had the right combination. Khaki was free, but the celebration was short-lived. We still had to get her back to the hard ground and that meant she had to go back into the swamp. It was now 11:30 and I had a Christmas party to make. Giddy up!
This is the first time I had the opportunity to get behind the wheel of Khaki. I was going to try to drive her out. Suddenly, I was side tracked by the colossal amount of mud that was caked on the inside of my truck. I had no idea one person could trash the inside of a vehicle as bad a Steve had managed to the previous night!
I hate to say this, but those of you that have driven a Cruiser in the mud know it already. Long redline mud runs are not exactly what the 2F was made for, and frankly, it’s just not very good at it. Not only was I trying to forget how much mud was inside my Cruiser, but I was also dodging trees while executing a high RPM, 2nd gear, 4 low, mad dash for high ground. Needless to say, I still sank ˝ way to China.