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River Trip = Insane

Lets just start this off with the slideshow, because these pictures are worth more than any amount of words I can type. We headed out on thurs night to Squaw Lake, which is just north of Yuma , but still on the CA side of the CA/AZ border. I got off work around 5, and picked up the truck from AAMCO where I had taken it in to get the transmission checked before towing the boat 250 miles.

Side note: We got fucked on that truck. Still not a bad deal, but Craigslist karma finally caught up with us. On a truck that was seemingly in good condition, we spent the following:

  • New brake rotors and pads (All 4 were warped to shit, worse than I have ever seen, and I’ve done a lot of brakes): $500
  • 4 new tires, since the ones on it were actually passenger tires, not Light Truck tires, and were completely worn out. They weren’t even rated to handle the weight of the truck, let alone anything in the bed or being towed: $815
  • Oil Change, Fuel injector cleaner: $30
  • Transmission Service @ AAMCO – the guy we got the truck from said it was rebuilt 10k miles ago. However nothing else he said turned out to be true, so I wanted it checked. Turned out this was true, but differential oil had never been changed, so I had that done as well: $210
  • Finally, there was a current 2008 registration sticker on the truck, so I thought we just needed to xfer the title. Upon going to AAA, turns out the sticker was stolen, and the truck hadn’t been registered since 2006. Had 2 years of backfees on it: $820 (no wonder he conveniently “forgot” the registration card”
  • Insurance: $126 for 6 months liability

The fact that both of our trucks broke down in Carlsbad on him and he had to have them towed to Ventura, didn’t get in the 5am the next morning (He was warned this might happen, we disclosed everything):

Priceless 😈

Anyway, I pick up the truck, and head home to load everything up. Dani, Evan, Anderson, Kid Nickles and I all hit the road around 8 and jumped on the freeway. 200 miles and $200 in gas later, we pulled in to thecamp site and set up shop, cracked open a few beers, and got a couple hours of sleep.

I woke up around 6:30 and Dani and I loaded up the boat. The rest of the day consisted of arguing, drinking, blasting music, and wakeboarding, and was pretty damn good overall. Got back around dark and pulled the boat out of the water, ate and crashed out.

Somehow made it up Saturday morning and got the boat ready again with Dani. (See the pattern here: 3 other lazy asses!) We were expecting Kjo to make it up around 10am or so, since he was supposed to be heading up after getting off work around 5am, with his new Sanger wakeboard boat (More about that in a minute). We cruised over to hidden shores to fill up on some gas, and then went out for some more wakeboarding. Lots more people were out on the river on Saturday as opposed to friday, Sandbars were packed with boats and drunk people.

Beer was flowing like water, and the wakeboarding was awesome. We chilled over near the cliffs and jumped

off them for a while, anchored the boat and just laid around blasting some tunes, drinking, eating lunch, talking shit, and waiting for Kjo. He finally called around 4, and said his new boat wouldn’t start and he needed help, so we headed back over to the Squaw Lake campground. He had made it about 100 yards off the boat ramp before the engine cut out on him. We tied up next to him and Evan and I took a look at it.

Upon starting the engine you would just hear a clunk sound, and then grinding. I have heard that before: a telltale sign that your starter has chipped or sheared a tooth on the fly wheel. It was a pretty grim diagnoses, and it looked like he was going to be out of commission for the rest of the trip. Shitty thing was that he had just bought the boat that week, and had rushed to get a loan through in time so he could bring it out to the river. He called the lady he bought it from, who had just had an $800 service performed on it (its an ’06 with only 45 hours on it). Sounds like she agreed to pay to fix it once hes back in town.

We still had daylight left, and couldn’t let the party die, so we hitched up his boat to ours and towed him quite a ways back over to the cliffs so we could get some last minute partying in. This was pretty awesome, and at least we got him out on the water to enjoy a few beers on his $30,000 floating ice chest. (He got ripped on pretty bad for this mishap…not his fault, but thats the kind of people we are).

Headed back around dark, killed some more beers, then passed out to get up at 7 to pack up and drive home. Overall, an awesome trip, and definitely worth the 3.5 hour drive to get out there and do some camping. I have a feeling we will def be back multiple times this summer, not to mention the Havasu trip planned for end of June!


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