Got a chance to try out the newly installed tracks with some snowtime fun:
was out bombing around a few local trails when my phone rang. Sure enough, a couple friends of mine had thier quads stuck bad and everyone they called couldn’t even get to them, let alone do a recovery.
30 min ride and I’m looking at two quads down a bank and half buried in snow. 10 mins later, one is back on the trail and ready to go.
The other had a busted lower A arm (and a separated cv joint) and wasn’t going anywhere under its own power. So I hook up to it, we climb into the Argo and I drag it a couple miles back to a spot where they can at least load it on a trailer.
Dragging the busted quad didn’t even slow the argo down.…I probably could have dragged that quad upside down and still not made a difference. The Argo is an unstoppable little (plastic) tank.
It’s only got a little opposed 18hp Kohler twin, but the gearing is so low nothing seems to even slow it down. Flip side of that is it tops out around 12-15 mph. Ya just gotta relax, enjoy the ride and realize that where this thing is taking you, nothing else can follow.
I recover quads so often in this rig, I’m considering a rear mounted winch and a removable A frame lift for the rear. Not sure why my guys can’t dial it back (even just a smidge) on their quads and not wreck them all the time. It often seems one of my friends busts a quad in the back woods once a week…and guess who always geta a phone call…..
One sucky thing though was I got “bull whipped” right across both eyes. I was cruising along and didn’t have my snow googles on. Didn’t see a low thin branch and when it came off the windshield, it was at just the right height to whack me in the eye balls. Took a couple minutes of sitting before I could even open them, let alone move. Now I’ve got a bloody spot and a nice raised welt line across the rh side of my forehead.
After all these years you would think I’d learn my lesson to always wear protective gear, even if its just going across the street.
But nooooo.
I still have to have the occasional stupid moment to remind me; ATGATT (all the gear, all the time).
Funny thing is: all this snow will be gone in about two days. Calling for plus temps and rain starting monday and going until friday…then I’ll probably be pulling quads out of mud holes. Crazy winter this year.