2022-12-31, 07:20 PM
The next day I ran into some cool 4wd guys at Stovepipe, out enjoying the holiday and a birthday. I recognized their company (Goose Gear) and chatted about trucks & cool places to visit. They were planning on camping off West Side Rd and were interested in mines. I suggested Queen of Sheba as a fun stop and agreed to meet them there later after I dealt with a few other things.
I got to the turn off to Queen of Sheba at late dusk. I don’t say that I got to the “road” because there’s no longer a road. There’s a 4mi wash of approximately 12,000 cross-cuts mostly filled with geologic features somewhat larger than rocks and somewhat smaller than boulders, most about the size of your head. Honestly I would have turned around but Im the idiot that sent them up there and I could see s dim light where they’d set up camp off to the north from the mine. And I couldn’t chicken out with a bunch of 4wd guys up there watching my progress. Lol. Lucky my Land Cruiser was built fir this kind of thing, even if I usually do my best to avoid anything this rough. A couple of the cuts were more than 3ft deep and actually required me to lock up my rear axle first first time!
Once I got to the top I got some good natured ribbing about how I was trying to kill them. I’m not sure why the floods damaged that road more severely than the others off West Side.
Here’s a shot from the next morning coming down. This is a “better” part of the road on the way down. I was too busy white knuckling through the tough parts to take photos. Lol. Anyway Photos don’t do it justice at all. It was brutal.
I got to the turn off to Queen of Sheba at late dusk. I don’t say that I got to the “road” because there’s no longer a road. There’s a 4mi wash of approximately 12,000 cross-cuts mostly filled with geologic features somewhat larger than rocks and somewhat smaller than boulders, most about the size of your head. Honestly I would have turned around but Im the idiot that sent them up there and I could see s dim light where they’d set up camp off to the north from the mine. And I couldn’t chicken out with a bunch of 4wd guys up there watching my progress. Lol. Lucky my Land Cruiser was built fir this kind of thing, even if I usually do my best to avoid anything this rough. A couple of the cuts were more than 3ft deep and actually required me to lock up my rear axle first first time!
Once I got to the top I got some good natured ribbing about how I was trying to kill them. I’m not sure why the floods damaged that road more severely than the others off West Side.
Here’s a shot from the next morning coming down. This is a “better” part of the road on the way down. I was too busy white knuckling through the tough parts to take photos. Lol. Anyway Photos don’t do it justice at all. It was brutal.
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