[Wisha Haddan H3]

Meanwhile, a toyota rock buggy hopped up the trail like a mountain goat, flying right over the stuff we were hung up on. They made it to the top, but broke an axle in the process and had to limp back down. Behind us, a group of jeeps had their own trail damage - a broken motor mount and a pierced oil filter.

By this time, it was 4:30. We had been on the trail for about 6 hours and clouds were moving in from the east. We turned back. As the clouds swallowed us up, the temperature dropped from 62 to 41F. Luckily it didn't rain or we would have been in a world of hurt.