
2007 Southern California Tour De Sober
Pics and story by Michael Troy
Is it New Years Day already??? Wow, where does the time go to?
This year we had 19 vehicles join us on an absolutely bee-yu-tee-ful day on Badlands Corridor 109. Last years rain moved to Oklahoma (see the Oklahoma Tour De Sober) and we had sunshine and light winds with juuust enough mud in the river bed to keep things interesting.
It all began with a right turn onto the entrance to BC109/Dove Springs and a drivers meeting and prayer led by the guy on the stump with the tree growing out of his head. We aired down and hit the rocks.
BC109 is a large, open corridor consisting mainly of open wash with a few scattered offshoots. You can pick the line that suits you and it is pretty generous to mildly built rigs. This day we had everything from a new and very stock Dodge 1/2 ton 4x4 to a flat bed Toy p/up on 39s and full widths. Everyone found a good line.
We found a little canyon to twist things up a bit. As always, there was the peanut gallery offering advice from above.
A little bit up canyon, Phil from Frazier Park 4x4 Club decided to pay homage to the memory of our Editor JB by trying to put his Cruiser where it really should not fit. He did pretty good only to be outdone by another FP4x4 club member in a full width XJ.
We had several clubs represented. Scouts West, Frazier Park 4x4s, Rubicon Owners, and members and friends of 4 Wheelers 4 Christ were part of the mix. It did not take long for Phil to find another challenge. He has been wheelin' as long as I have been driving period, so he has the credentials to get himself stuck in front of lots of people and not feel embarrassed about it. He finally worked his way through this little landslide covering the tough section of trail.
After lunch, we split up into two groups and the hard core adventurers went a bit further while the rest of us headed back to our assembly area. All in all, it had been a good day wheeling and as the sun set and trailers were loaded and goodbyes exchanged, another Tour De Sober slipped into the past as we turned onto the paved road toward home.