Here's a couple from our hiking trip last week in the mountains around town. There's a "road" of sorts for about 10 miles, washouts and river crossings, before you're on foot.
We spent the whole day hiking, back to the car around 9pm. Rule number 1? Always stay on the "road". Made a split second wrong decision to avoid the worst of the washouts, turned onto the clay and mud looking for a easier way around. The result? Sunk to the frame.
This is the first time in 3 years that I have actually gotten stuck in the Yota. We were digging with our hands, wedging driftwood under the wheels, desperately trying to get traction in the goey liquid clay. This is a remote area and cell reception would be a 15 mile walk away through bear and wolf country, at dusk.
The Kachemak mountain gods finally took pity on us after Midnight, and we broke free. Grateful for the midnight sun up here, or this might have been a very different story.
Not bad for a stock vehicle! ...I have GOT to get some diff lockers.