March 1999 - ulands #1

Brett, Jonah, and I went out to the ulands for the hell of it. It was a pretty uneventful night, there was still snowcover, so there wasn't too much mud. We got to one of the steeper hills that we usually climb, but it was iced over at the very top. I tried and tried but just could not get any traction at the top of the hill. I was smoking the tires pretty good, too.

I backed down and let Brett have a shot at it. He made it up to the icey part and pretty much just stopped. Heard his tires start spinning, then he backed down again for a 2nd attempt.

He was starting up the hill again when I noticed that it looked like he was only in 2wd, so I told him to punch it to see if the front wheels were spinning. We checked it out and I walked around front and saw some oil on the ground. We looked under his truck and he blew a hole in the transfer case. So, we called it a night.

on 3 wheels same hill, different approach same hill again driving...
...around... ...in circles Brett's blown NP203 On the hill where
Brett's 'case blew