It was a dark and stormy night..it was raining cats and dogs on Friday night
in Wilburton, Ok. before the Moderate Run was to begin the nex tday. It was
a cloudy and foggy morning...but soon changed when the sun came up and it
was time to go WHEELIN! We met for safety inspection at 8:00 at Robbers
Cave State Park by the lake. A lot of people had signed up to come, but all
of them were not there yet. We waited for them to arrive, but it was
getting late and daylight was a burnin. We knew they were coming from OKC
and we might meet them on the way to Kinta to start the run. So off we
went. Surprisingly, we did run into a bunch of our club on their way to the
inspection area, so they turned around and followed us to Kinta. Cars were
unloaded from their trailers and tires were aired down. There were quite a
few visitors for this run. We were amazed to find out that we had 24
vehicles today. Wow, we were quite a site. Mark Davidson, who had
trailered his rig, found out that he had forgotten his keys to his rig. The
guys came to the rescue and hot-wired his rig(I wonder how they knew how to
hot-wire a car.there could be some old car thieves in our group). Soon, our
leader for this run, Tony Scalf , was ready to get us into some kind of
order and head out. Big Mike was appointed tail gunner. We're ready to go.
Our original plan was to leave from a road closer to Robbers Cave Park, but
that road was very narrow with lots of brush and trees on the sides. We had
some stock vehicles with us that had pretty nice paint jobs and they wouldn't
be that way long if we started from our original planned trail. I'm telling
you this so that you'll understand the reason that we got lost. We had
maps, but you know how difficult those are to read. We drove down some very
scenic roads on our way to the waterfall and the ledges. Well, we had to
turn around about 4 times. It is pretty interesting to see 24 cars turn
around on a dirt, narrow, one lane, road. We talked to some hunters. We
talked to some people at a camp site. I can't even remember now who all we
talked to about where in the world we were. Now we know that we should have
taken the lower road back there a while ago. So, we found the lower road,
which turned out to be quite a sharp right turn going back the way we came
from. Yea!! We found the waterfall. Now it was time for the run to get
exciting. The adrenalin started pumping and the cameras came out. The
first half of our run was a relaxing drive through the forest to see the
sights. The second half turned out to be a not so relaxing time. Some of
us were scared and fearful(mostly the females and children). Some of us
were upset and exasperated (those with broken vehicles). Some of us were
pumped( mostly the men). None of us were bored, except for Robert Jones
grandson, who slept through the waterfall experience. Sometime during the
day, Marc Davidson ran out of gas. He has a locking gas tank and his keys
are in Oklahoma City with his ignition key. The guys came to the rescue
again and figured out a way to take the gas tank apart and put some gas in
the car. After we made it up the obstacles at the waterfall, we found a
shortcut that looked like it needed climbing. Quite a few had a great time
trying to make it up that short but hard, shortcut. We did have some
carnage on our Fall Run. Albert, the new owner of Shane Thatcher's old
Toyota, dented in his drivers door, almost tore off his front fender and
broke one of his tail lights at the waterfall. Robert Jones broke a
burfield, which I was told was a front u-joint.(like I know what that is).
Two others broke drive shafts. Someone else broke a u-joint. I can't
remember who. It's been at least 3 days since this all happened you know.
One of our new members, Debbie Baker, a school teacher, heard the name David
Claytor and discovered that she had taught little Davey Claytor in Second
grade. They had a nice reunion. I, on the other hand, heard words that I
had never heard before. What is a "dirt burn?" Well, it is getting late,
we are all tired and hungry, and a lot of us had to drive back to Oklahoma
City that night. So Tony led us back to Kinta. On the way back to Kinta,
poor Marc Davidson ran out of gas again. He had to keep his rig running all
day long because of not having the key. So someone driving a little Toyota
ended up pulling Marc's big rig back to Kinta. Shane took a picture of that
so that you all would believe our story. We arrived back at Kinta and
started loading up the cars. Our run was now over. All in all, it was a
beautiful day to remember and all of us had a good time.
Jan Malone
It was a dark and stormy night..it was raining cats and dogs on Friday night
in Wilburton, Ok. before the Moderate Run was to begin the nex tday. It was
a cloudy and foggy morning...but soon changed when the sun came up and it
was time to go WHEELIN! We met for safety inspection at 8:00 at Robbers
Cave State Park by the lake. A lot of people had signed up to come, but all
of them were not there yet. We waited for them to arrive, but it was
getting late and daylight was a burnin. We knew they were coming from OKC
and we might meet them on the way to Kinta to start the run. So off we
went. Surprisingly, we did run into a bunch of our club on their way to the
inspection area, so they turned around and followed us to Kinta. Cars were
unloaded from their trailers and tires were aired down. There were quite a
few visitors for this run. We were amazed to find out that we had 24
vehicles today. Wow, we were quite a site. Mark Davidson, who had
trailered his rig, found out that he had forgotten his keys to his rig. The
guys came to the rescue and hot-wired his rig(I wonder how they knew how to
hot-wire a car.there could be some old car thieves in our group). Soon, our
leader for this run, Tony Scalf , was ready to get us into some kind of
order and head out. Big Mike was appointed tail gunner. We're ready to go.
Our original plan was to leave from a road closer to Robbers Cave Park, but
that road was very narrow with lots of brush and trees on the sides. We had
some stock vehicles with us that had pretty nice paint jobs and they wouldn't
be that way long if we started from our original planned trail. I'm telling
you this so that you'll understand the reason that we got lost. We had
maps, but you know how difficult those are to read. We drove down some very
scenic roads on our way to the waterfall and the ledges. Well, we had to
turn around about 4 times. It is pretty interesting to see 24 cars turn
around on a dirt, narrow, one lane, road. We talked to some hunters. We
talked to some people at a camp site. I can't even remember now who all we
talked to about where in the world we were. Now we know that we should have
taken the lower road back there a while ago. So, we found the lower road,
which turned out to be quite a sharp right turn going back the way we came
from. Yea!! We found the waterfall. Now it was time for the run to get
exciting. The adrenalin started pumping and the cameras came out. The
first half of our run was a relaxing drive through the forest to see the
sights. The second half turned out to be a not so relaxing time. Some of
us were scared and fearful(mostly the females and children). Some of us
were upset and exasperated (those with broken vehicles). Some of us were
pumped( mostly the men). None of us were bored, except for Robert Jones
grandson, who slept through the waterfall experience. Sometime during the
day, Marc Davidson ran out of gas. He has a locking gas tank and his keys
are in Oklahoma City with his ignition key. The guys came to the rescue
again and figured out a way to take the gas tank apart and put some gas in
the car. After we made it up the obstacles at the waterfall, we found a
shortcut that looked like it needed climbing. Quite a few had a great time
trying to make it up that short but hard, shortcut. We did have some
carnage on our Fall Run. Albert, the new owner of Shane Thatcher's old
Toyota, dented in his drivers door, almost tore off his front fender and
broke one of his tail lights at the waterfall. Robert Jones broke a
burfield, which I was told was a front u-joint.(like I know what that is).
Two others broke drive shafts. Someone else broke a u-joint. I can't
remember who. It's been at least 3 days since this all happened you know.
One of our new members, Debbie Baker, a school teacher, heard the name David
Claytor and discovered that she had taught little Davey Claytor in Second
grade. They had a nice reunion. I, on the other hand, heard words that I
had never heard before. What is a "dirt burn?" Well, it is getting late,
we are all tired and hungry, and a lot of us had to drive back to Oklahoma
City that night. So Tony led us back to Kinta. On the way back to Kinta,
poor Marc Davidson ran out of gas again. He had to keep his rig running all
day long because of not having the key. So someone driving a little Toyota
ended up pulling Marc's big rig back to Kinta. Shane took a picture of that
so that you all would believe our story. We arrived back at Kinta and
started loading up the cars. Our run was now over. All in all, it was a
beautiful day to remember and all of us had a good time.
