Heading to the Oak Ridge field where we camped, it's a cool bridge over the train tracks where our bi-hourly wake up call came from all night long. One of these Jeeps is not like the others... one of these Jeeps just doesn't belong...

Heh, mine looks like a toy. Need lift, need tires.

 On the road to Crabtree Falls. Doddster led the way through some neat country to the trailhead. Stopped to lock up. That's (l-r) Dodd, Robert and Norman, who made the trip down from Mass. for the weekend!
Robert's very very clean ride. I was constantly checking this thing out all weekend... I love the rocker guards. Robert in action on the whoop-de-doos. Mike following suit. Dodd got into a little trouble on one rock and had to try his new winch out.
The staging area Sat. morning, just for an idea of the number of rigs. They had 141 show up. Another one... Our trail group stopped to lock up. There were 20-25 per group, a few too many if you ask me. Neat shot of John on the trail.