So a friend called me and asked if I could use the jeep to help "un-stuck" his car. He apparently had left it where it was and had since gotten back to his house. It was about 7 so I knew we were losing light and he said that it was about 45 mins away and wasn't gonna be a big deal. It was "just up mt. hermon road".
So the adventure begins. By "just up mt. hermon road" he really was past where hermon meets rampart range and then up 322.
So, needless to say I'm pretty pissed at the moment because I get there and find that this fool brought a mid-90s Subaru up there. He's talking as if he does it all the time and it's no big deal. So insanely dumb. I know you guys poke fun at me because I tend to error on the cautious side but I'll be damned if this wasn't the craziest thing I've ever done. Solo jeep, no cell reception, middle of the night, ugh.
The plus side is, I now have a bond with my jeep. At points I was seriously nervous but it worked threw everything like a champ.
Amazing machine, dumb "friend".
Good lord, I'm going to bed if I can.