Well... The story goes like this...
I went up to visit my Tag Team Broncos boys a few winters ago... Those of you who know them, or their reputation, probably know how this might end...
Went to our usual spots with Vaughn's (vern69) 79F150 "aka Jolly", a couple EBs, and another F150. Having a bunch of carb trouble with Jolly, so headed back to the shop. Went back out late night/early AM, and didn't have much luck... Parked the rigs, and piled 6 of us into a VERY nice EB.
Going the back way to our usual spot... Crossed through a river (only rockers deep, but did I mention that this was winter time?).... and headed up the "mountain" on the other side... Got to the top, hit the brakes... pop goes the frozen brake line right at the Master Cylinder... Let the clutch out to stop from rolling back down the hill... no traction. So there we were, sliding down hill, backwards, towards the nice chilly river... "Thankfully", we hit the edge of the "trail" and... well... These metal hardtops make one heck of a slide. again, thankfully, we slid into a tree about halfway back down, saving us from the river...
We're all ok, obviously, but the same cannot be said for the EB. It has been long since parted out and Gman now has a "new" EB and some scars to go along with the story.
Here's a few pics of the aftermath. This is whereI re-learned "Always wear your seatbelts and never wheel alone!"
I went up to visit my Tag Team Broncos boys a few winters ago... Those of you who know them, or their reputation, probably know how this might end...
Went to our usual spots with Vaughn's (vern69) 79F150 "aka Jolly", a couple EBs, and another F150. Having a bunch of carb trouble with Jolly, so headed back to the shop. Went back out late night/early AM, and didn't have much luck... Parked the rigs, and piled 6 of us into a VERY nice EB.
Going the back way to our usual spot... Crossed through a river (only rockers deep, but did I mention that this was winter time?).... and headed up the "mountain" on the other side... Got to the top, hit the brakes... pop goes the frozen brake line right at the Master Cylinder... Let the clutch out to stop from rolling back down the hill... no traction. So there we were, sliding down hill, backwards, towards the nice chilly river... "Thankfully", we hit the edge of the "trail" and... well... These metal hardtops make one heck of a slide. again, thankfully, we slid into a tree about halfway back down, saving us from the river...
We're all ok, obviously, but the same cannot be said for the EB. It has been long since parted out and Gman now has a "new" EB and some scars to go along with the story.
Here's a few pics of the aftermath. This is whereI re-learned "Always wear your seatbelts and never wheel alone!"