Ooof! Ok, so disclaimer: this was my first attempt at offroading. I have a 2020 Tacoma TRD Off Road 4x4, and it's currently my most prized possession. It's my baby.
The reason I got it is because I've been wanting to get into overlanding for some time now, but my Mazda 3 wasn't cutting it (surprise, surprise). So, I started doing some research on "easy" trails to do around my hometown of Sacramento.
I settled on Slate Mountain Lookout, near Placerville in Northern California. The summary on TrailsOffroad.com read "This is a great beginner road, suitable for stock 4WD vehicles".
"Great!" I thought.
Made it to the trail pretty easily, thanks to a lot of looking at maps and creating a GaiaGPS route the day before. Hopped on the trail, and put the Tacoma into 4H. This was my first time doing it, and even though I had thoroughly reviewed the manual beforehand, I was still nervous to twist that dial. Thankfully, there were no scary beeps or clunks, so I figured I was good to go, so off I went.
The trail started off great. There were some deer running around, it was bumpy but not too bumpy, and the Taco took it like a champ.
Unfortunately, I got to a fork in the road, and relied on my gut rather than spending a few moments looking more carefully at the map. The trail went right, but I went left. After about a hundred yards, I started to suspect that we were on the wrong trail. Glancing at GaiaGPS confirmed this... we were headed down a trail meant for motorbikes and 4 wheelers. I was with a buddy so I tried to put on a brave face.
"It's fine..." I said. "This trail will meet back up with the one we're on. Hopefully."
We never found out. Our trail quickly became very narrow. The bushes on each side closed in, their stiff branch tentacles reaching out to scratch my new truck's paintwork, screeching down the side of the car. With each high-pitched screech I imagined the worst... the horror!
It became apparent that we'd have to find a place to turn around. Thankfully, there was a small patch just big enough for us to do a three-point turn (ok, seven-point turn), so that's what we did.
Once we got back to the main trail (slightly rattled) we continued on the actual trail. But the mood had been set. Our experience after our previous wrong turn was playing on my mind. There were long stretches of trail that would have caused us a pretty big problem if a vehicle was coming the other way.
"Oh no! I'm going to have to pretend I know what I'm doing and drive off the path to let someone pass, creating MORE scratches! NO!"
With me being a total newbie and thus not entirely sure how that scenario would play out, we decided to turn back.
So although my first attempt at offroading had some success, overall it felt like a failure. There were some fun puddles to drive through, but now have a bunch of light scratches that are going to keep me up at night until I figure out how to buff them out...
The reason I got it is because I've been wanting to get into overlanding for some time now, but my Mazda 3 wasn't cutting it (surprise, surprise). So, I started doing some research on "easy" trails to do around my hometown of Sacramento.
I settled on Slate Mountain Lookout, near Placerville in Northern California. The summary on TrailsOffroad.com read "This is a great beginner road, suitable for stock 4WD vehicles".
"Great!" I thought.
Made it to the trail pretty easily, thanks to a lot of looking at maps and creating a GaiaGPS route the day before. Hopped on the trail, and put the Tacoma into 4H. This was my first time doing it, and even though I had thoroughly reviewed the manual beforehand, I was still nervous to twist that dial. Thankfully, there were no scary beeps or clunks, so I figured I was good to go, so off I went.
The trail started off great. There were some deer running around, it was bumpy but not too bumpy, and the Taco took it like a champ.
Unfortunately, I got to a fork in the road, and relied on my gut rather than spending a few moments looking more carefully at the map. The trail went right, but I went left. After about a hundred yards, I started to suspect that we were on the wrong trail. Glancing at GaiaGPS confirmed this... we were headed down a trail meant for motorbikes and 4 wheelers. I was with a buddy so I tried to put on a brave face.
"It's fine..." I said. "This trail will meet back up with the one we're on. Hopefully."
We never found out. Our trail quickly became very narrow. The bushes on each side closed in, their stiff branch tentacles reaching out to scratch my new truck's paintwork, screeching down the side of the car. With each high-pitched screech I imagined the worst... the horror!
It became apparent that we'd have to find a place to turn around. Thankfully, there was a small patch just big enough for us to do a three-point turn (ok, seven-point turn), so that's what we did.
Once we got back to the main trail (slightly rattled) we continued on the actual trail. But the mood had been set. Our experience after our previous wrong turn was playing on my mind. There were long stretches of trail that would have caused us a pretty big problem if a vehicle was coming the other way.
"Oh no! I'm going to have to pretend I know what I'm doing and drive off the path to let someone pass, creating MORE scratches! NO!"
With me being a total newbie and thus not entirely sure how that scenario would play out, we decided to turn back.
So although my first attempt at offroading had some success, overall it felt like a failure. There were some fun puddles to drive through, but now have a bunch of light scratches that are going to keep me up at night until I figure out how to buff them out...