Ok, I'm desperate to get "D" voted in. The kind of desperate that incites me to offer myself to lewd and unnatural acts (picture the bear scene in Super Troopers).
So, as I still have like 3 days to attempt to "sway" the vote, I'll post up the details so everyone can vote for the truly (if not "best") most deserving banner for our beloved Wrangler Forum.
So, the story (as stories go) is fairly straightforward. See, JDHallissey (Josh) decided to come to SOCAL for some Jeepin this past Christmas time. He was looking for some locals to go out with (smart) and I volunteered to take him out (dumb).
Well, I have a small group of "normal" (like in they are similar to me) jeep buddies and we go hit the trails together. So, I arranged a New Years Eve jeep trip to Corral Canyon. It was wet and 3 local jeeps (2 Rubi's and a 97TJ that's had "some work done") along with Josh go hit it. Well, he runs Bronco peak with us on a wet winter day. Yeah, good pic, lots of fun and lot's of winch work, but we don't break anything and except for a minor issue where a battery terminus needed some nudging to get a winch working, all was great!
Next day (man, I love days off work) we go out to hit Pinion mountain (the squeeze, heart attack hill, etc). Well, we meet at the scissors (early too) to go jeep and before we leave, Josh says: "where is the nearest gas"? Answer: 30 miles behind you or 22 miles in front of you if you skip the trail.
Oops. Seems "someone" told him there was gas "down there" and he showed up with about 1/3 of a tank...
"Screw it, I'm here to Jeep" one of my "normal" jeep buddies says and I chime in with a: "we haven't left anyone out on the trail ever except for that one guy". So, off we go.
Well, you guessed it. About 4 miles from the trail terminus, ole' Josh flames out.
As "I" brought him and my buddies and I pride ourselves on only leaving "that one guy" on the trail, I accept responsibility for towing him out (I didn't have any gas in my jerry can because I BOUGHT GAS AT THE GAS STATION).
So, here is the picture of the famous "Diablo drag":
Well, we get him off the trail, air up, transfer the quart of gasoline that I DO have in my jerry can and head off to Ocotillo Wells. He makes it 400 yards and flames out again.
So, I tow him to Ocotillo Wells. He offers to buy me a tank of gas etc but I turn him down. I'm always happy to help a fellow jeeper (except for that one guy) and if I don't accept payment, I GET TO MAKE FUN OF HIM FOREVER!!!!!
So, at the Westside M&G, the story gets told "around the campfire" to much enjoyment.
Next day, since Josh wasn't present, we did the "Jeep Missing Man Formation":
Oh, and since Josh was talking smack about "drinking us under the table" (as people that can't come to an event are like to do) we also decided to take the picture of the NOT PRESENT Josh drinking us under the table:
So, if you know Josh, or any of the westside folk, and/or really like this story (with photos), PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, VOTE for "D" (as in DELTA).
I really need your support!!!