The hot sun once again woke us up. Why the sun was never hot when it was time to jump in the lake - we'll never know.

We headed through a nice mud bog for a while and got to see what the wheels on the CJ would look like black! Approaching Cadillac Hill we came across a really long lineup of stopped Jeeps because of a broken down quad on the trail. After they shoved it off the side of the hill (ok, well, they really didn't do that) and we started moving again, we made it about 300 feet before we were stopped again!

Cadillac Hill wasn't as "scary" as everyone made it out to be, but it was a rocky tough incline.

That took us to Lookout Point where we all had random people take our group photo. The rest of the trail was mostly a bumpy road taking us to the staging area.

After airing up we stopped by the nearest restaurant and gas station. We were a little too slow, obviously, and got caught in the "Flash Flood Warning" that Erik heard on the radio. Cool rain and whipping hail were not only hitting the road, but filling up the Jeeps! We all needed a bath anyway.

Rick and Sarah broke off from the group in Icehouse to grab the doors and headed down 395, where the Jeep turned 200,000 miles and the sun was doin' the thing!