Where do I start?
For our trip this year, we originally planned to attend the Moab before Summit event for a couple days, then drive to California to do the Mojave road, Anza-Borrego NP, drive to Sedona Arizona to do some really neat trails, camp beside the Grand Canyon in a little-known area, then crash the last day of FJ Summit in Colorado before returning home... That was the plan before my truck decided to crap its important parts...
Last minute preps a couple days away from leaving
The flex-and-trim treatment to fit the 35's
Full front stuff, 1.5" BL and Wheeler's Superbumps with their small drop spacer:
Way more trimming needed with my poor alignment numbers:
The rough layout of my hastily screwed together cargo storage/ sleeping platform. I added proper tie-down locations for everything the night before we left. Still planning to use roll-on bedliner and carpet to finish it up if I don't redo it first:
I also welded a rear receiver hitch to my crossmember, mounted and wired my switchpros, and finished up other last minute stuff during the last day, went to bed 2hrs before we woke up in the morning to drive 11hrs to Moab. And I hadn't even packed yet...
Day 1
Woke up early and drove all the way from Kansas to Moab Utah. Met up with a couple of FJ's, 1 from Vermont and the other from California, and did the Top of the World trail as the rain just stopped and the sun began to set.
The Top of the World overlook looked great when we showed up. What about in the morning?
Yes we camped at the Top of the World. Yes it was awesome.
Day 2
Good morning! I can see you now.
Quick pic on the overlook before we left:
When we headed down from Top of the World and took a shortcut to do Rose Garden Hill trail, that was where things went downhill for the 4Runner. In this next picture you can see the beginning of a couple ledges which is where 'it' happened. Little did I know that on that fateful trail, I would join the ranks of many great Toyota enthusiasts on the forums that wheel with 35's. 768 miles from home...
Yes, my rear diff decided to give out while attempting to climb those difficult ledges. Yes I did bounce the rear axle a couple times during my attempts. In my defense, worn out 33's are a far cry from my new grippy 35's. My brother told me it was 'driver error' but I doubt any driver would have made it up without busted gears unless they opted for a winch right off the bat. I tried 2 different lines and when each one resulted in wheel hop I slammed on the brakes. Not much more I could have done. The FJ before me hopped their rear axle when clambering up, the one after me did, the only reason why my brother's didn't was that he had rocks stacked for him when driving around my broken AF truck.
But don't tell him that. And nobody seemed to remember he broke his before me.
My truck got towed 10 miles off the trail back to a camping spot, but not before my brakes suddenly overheated and I about ran into the FJ towing me
(I honked my horn like a maniac and thankfully we stopped going up a hill). After that, 1 FJ towed while the other acted as my brakes being strapped on behind me. When any slack got into our chain, my truck was basically yanked apart back and forth until the lines became taught again. Fun.
As if the whole diff thing wasn't enough, while I was being towed, we noticed my passenger side coilover's remote resi was leaking quite a bit at the fitting. The lowest blow however was when 3 of my 4 SCS wheel caps fell off. WTF? My only explanation was when my brakes got stupid hot and no longer functioned, the heat softened the caps.
Don't look; it's ugly:
This changed our trip plans because we didn't want to do the remote Mojave road with the 3 of us piled into the FJ, without a secondary vehicle as backup. At this point, day 2, the possibility of the rest of our vacation was looking bleak. Fortunately, a very good friend drove all the way from Kansas with an empty trailer to take my truck back home. Honestly, after it was all said and done, things could have been way worse. A broken rear axle in Moab is nothing compared to someone accidentally hurting themselves, rolling their truck off a cliff, or breaking my rear axle further from home in Arizona or on the remote Mojave Road later on in the trip. I feel super fortunate to know people that would take the time to help tow me off a trail, and drive many hours to pick my truck up and bring it all the way home. I hope I can at least return the favor to those people some day.