Here we are at 5-Points (I think that's what this spot is called - even though there are ~7 ways to go from here).
In this photo you can see two of the ways to go from here; one just above Rob's hood, the other just beyond Sandi's spare tire.
Karen and Rob checkin out the plates...
...and just then, a sandstorm blew through the area (the bluriness is actually sand getting blown around by the wind).
Here's Rob, gonna get some shots of the new skids.
Watching Rob go through the ruts.
Kinda funny. It's actually a pretty rutted area, but the FJs just seem to be driving on a flat roadway.
I had to be very deliberate in attempting to get some hang time.
I think Sandi likes a good stretch now and then. ...ok, maybe it's just me.
Two Sandstorms in Lefthand Canyon. What a sight.
Hey, is that?....
...yes. I thought so. It's the Sandman! He showed up on the trail to knight us as fellow Sandstorm Troopers.
(Secretly, I think he had a thing for Rob's new Rasta skid plates, but who am I to say?)
Well, all good things eventually come to an end. What a great day!!
