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with Scott Rossow Morris Mountain
Maybe not anymore. Last week I had the opportunity to ride at a real ORV park in northern Alabama, Morris Mountain in the Talladega National Forest area. Holy Kamoly was it FUN! What a great place to ride, run by true enthusiasts and it shows. Where I live the averaged elevation is 32 feet and if that changes it is going down and usually muddy. The trip from Tallahassee to Morris Mountain was about six hours pulling the loaded trailer, but the last hour of the trip had a lot of up in it. So much climbing that my ears actually popped at one point. All the non-flatlanders are probably laughing at me right about now but seeing the mountains (alright, foothills) around me and knowing that I had a zook in tow and that we were going to be playing soon was a fantastic feeling. I knew this was the beginning of something large. Finding the actual place called Morris Mountain was one of the biggest challenges of the weekend. It was not posted very well, actually not at all. Finally we stumbled across a dirt road that obviously had people camping within sight of the pavement so we turned in and there it was - the gate to great times. The group I was with had reserved the entire park for the weekend so the campground was mostly empty. We pulled up, looked around and started to set up. There were no other trucks around because they were all out on the trail, but within minutes they started to come rolling back in to take their early afternoon break.
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![]() After watching 3 totally built jeeps make it look reasonably easy I
started to wonder if it was doable. When a stone stock Rubicon went up it I
was feeling like I need to gather my nerve and go. I kicked Melissa out of
the zook and lined up for my run. Advice was flying at me from all different
directions, my heart was pounding and my palms were sweaty. I eased up the
hill in 2nd gear, not too bad at all. When I got to the rock face I dropped
it into first and walked right up like it was no big deal. Let me tell you,
I was HOOKED! I could not get back around the trail fast enough to try it
again. As soon as I was back down I got Melissa loaded up and we went for it
again and then again. | ||
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spent the rest of the afternoon trying different sections of trail. Some
were boulder strewn climbs that we could only watch the big boys play on and
some were just perfect for the lesser built trucks to play on too. I even
got to pull one big Jeep off a rock at one point because he dropped a wheel
into a hole and center hung himself. He was hearing about that from the
other Jeepers, all in good fun. Around dark we headed back to camp. After a
long day driving and a great afternoon playing I was pretty whooped. | ||
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next morning a few of us headed over to the trail section to see what that
was like and I found my favorite part of the weekend. I love trail riding in
the woods and this was perfect. The trail section had 400 foot inclines that
were steep enough to be challenging going up or down. There were enough rock
areas, like Loop Springs, to keep the hard core crawlers happy and the
trails like The Booze Cruise left everybody smiling ear to ear. In fact The
Booze Cruise was my favorite ride of the day. Hill climbs, steep descents,
some rocky sections, a little mud and off camber sections that really tested
the suspension. Two times I thought I was going to flop over on my side and
both times it ended up being close but not quite. | ||
![]() We went out three times on Saturday and each time I had a different
passenger. Each time we headed back to the trail section of the park, it was
that much fun. Coming down the mountain the third time one of my front
u-joints decided it was done and started making the death rattle sound. But
it was okay because the day was done and we were headed back to camp. I had
spare u-joints and the tools to fix it but I was tired and my girls were
ready for dinner so I called it a day. A great, successful, action packed,
fun-filled day. | ||
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Instead, I am going to start by upgrading my brakes. The old pump it once and then brake system does not really work in the hills. So I am thinking braided brake lines and four wheel discs. I am going to finally put on that Mazda master cylinder I have had for a year and a half too. Then POWER STEERING! I used to laugh at people that said a front locker needs power steering. Not anymore, being able to put your front wheels exactly where they need to be in the rocks is a little harder than doing it in slippery mud. I have a complete system from a B2000, everything from the steering box to the cooler. But the Tracker conversion looks easier and is tried and true. Then seats with some side bolsters and actual safety harnesses are going in. Lap belts and decent seats are nice for riding on the road, but when you are on an angle so steep that you could reach out and touch the ground beside you a little extra protection would be nice. And, since I am thinking safety, a front section for the roll bar cage needs to go in too. The Davesport front add-on cage looks like just the ticket. Pre-made and “fits like a glove”. Does anybody have any experience with one? That is how I know I had fun up at Morris Mountain; I am plotting and planning projects again. Something I haven’t done for a year or so. Stay tuned for project updates, my version of big things coming! For more information about Morris Mountain check them out here. |
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