This community..
I'm amazed at how awesome this community is. I appreciate all the wonderful words and thoughts. It's amazing how much this community supports each other, regardless of anything.
Our trip started on Sunday.

Everything was loaded and on the road before 8am. We traveled down I5 to 58 to 97 down to Dorris, CA. Filled up at a little tiny gas station as my father called over the CB, "I can't believe I'm paying 1.00 more to pump my own gas when 30 miles ago it was a dollar less and they did it for me...". I laughed at this. We were at the start of the trail by 2pm and decided we would at least drive every day up to 6pm. Day started with non dusty roads and mud puddles.

I hadn't been on this section before and our last time we did this, we saw NO ONE, not a soul except on the main roads when we had to jump on between area's and fuel. In the first 5 minutes we ran across 3 vehicles going the other direction. I noticed none of the vehicles had gear in it and was slightly confused but oh well. Got to a point of where we could over see the Klamath River. I've never been this far south and central(been down I5 a fair amount) so it was new to me. Beautiful sights and a long way down to the river from up on top of this ridge..

Continued till we got to about 6pm and I lost my vote on camping in a real campground 2v1 and we stayed here..

This is when my dad finally tells us he's not had fifth gear since Klamath Falls, OR and it's been making a horrible noise.

So we dig around and find ONE quart of gear oil and realized I don't carry one so I will now be carrying one. So we use a 5 Gallon bucket with a cloth rag over it and drain it. He has twin sticks and so has a different setup than the 'standard' manual shifting. As we drain the first part a piece of metal about the size of a nickle comes out. The drain plug also has a fair amount of metal pieces on it also. Not sure why we never got a picture of all of it... We sleep through the night and get up at 530am and start working on it again. We use the ONE quart of good gear oil and put it in. We use the 5 gallon bucket with the cloth filtered out and put it back in. We somehow have MORE gear oil than we removed, unsure how this happened. Ended up with an extra almost 1 quart of EXTRA gear oil even after refilling the NEW one that was put in on-top of everything.
So next day after everything we continue the journey with some possible dad peeling off or making a few phone calls. No store is with-in 100 miles to buy more gear oil and come to find out he's been having these kind of metal pieces for over a year../me sighs.
Next day took us up past some nice area's in Ashland and found a lost Toyota in its natural drunk/stolen habitat??

We saw tracks that looked to be missing it and sliding down the hill over a 10' rock wall and landing by tree's. We looked to make sure no one was hurt or anything, but it appeared to be possibly hot wired and smelled like someone spilled a keg inside. We could tell that it happened in the last few hours, or maybe that previous night. It was an awesome road and was pretty much almost 2500' climb in 3 miles zig zagging back. I was in L and the temp's stayed around 190'ish.

I couldn't imagine doing this with 6" of snow and I have it on dash cam but need to edit it as the language isn't suitable for all audiences. Found a great place to camp and the Toyota pick-up was still doing great. I was happy with how my 4Runner was doing and we slept at a place in the middle of the forest again. So far the weather was sunny and about 80's during the day, 40's at night. Near our location was a look-out to Crater Lake Caldera. So far we had averaged about 100 miles a day, minus the first day was 265 miles on road and 60 on dirt/gravel/?????

To get to this look-out area, we had to cut a few tree's that had fallen over the road and do some minor rock crawling. Luckily I was hopped up on medicine so I dealt with it as I try to do what others would like to do. We continued on after this and hadn't seen anyone like we had on the previous day. We actually made it to Prospect, OR for fuel, gear oil, oil and BEER! Continuing on we swung out at stopped by Rogue Natural Bridge my co--pilot/friend had not been to yet.

I don't know what it was, but compared to our last overland trip we seemed to be making HUGE progress on our everyday mileage. We saw lots of tree's down and did our fair share of trail maintenance and cutting of trees. My friend LOVES to cut tree's so he enjoyed it a lot. We stopped by a lone stream and decided to take a bath/shower. I think it had to be 39 degree's maybe. Also stopped by Natural Falls and did the 1/2 mile walk down, dumb move on my part, but did it for my co-pilot friend. After that we continued on and things were just going great for distance. We were about 6000 feet in elevation and we started seeing snow. So far it was just in the shade and the tree's. Than we saw some on the road.

I was the one in white, my dad was in red and my friend was taking the pictures. Needless to say we ran across a freaking TON of snow. I buried it to the frame rails and broke a strap. It was easily 4-6' of snow, maybe more. It took us 4 hours to go 1/2 mile and it was kicking our butt's. The little Toyota with transmission problems was working its but off.

Here is him winching himself after he buried to the axles and I'm winching off of him. At this point we were tired, frustrated, in pain and decided we would get to the first part of the road or area that had NO SNOW and camp.

So, we ate a quick dinner and got ready for bed. Our plan was to get up really early and hopefully the snow would be frozen. We know we had at least another 1/4 to 1/2mile of snow to get through before we would be off the top of this area. We all woke up around 5am, broke camp and was off driving about 630/7am. It was crazy how we litterally were driving on top of the snow versus sinking in. It only got down to 40 overnight, but it worked. Continuing on we saw some more neat places and I sat in the car at the Edison Ice Caves since I shouldn't be walking anymore. So I had 3 hour car sit, and my friend, dad went to go splunking. They had a blast but I knew it would be bad if I went. We continued on and were about 50 miles from finishing the route and spent 4 hours trying to go 2 miles because they decided the offroad community/quad/Dirt bikes were no longer important and close all the trails between Cascade Lake Highway and Skyline road to Tumalo Falls. We took the detour through Bend, OR and started heading up to Three Creek Lake. Did the 3500' change in elevation again and was above 6800' and never saw snow like we did two days previous. We were all really nervous because a guy down at Tumalo Falls had told my dad that his buddy was stuck up in the snow on the top of the mountain(where we were going) and he over heated trying to get to him(he was driving a jeep). So as we were driving, we kept getting more nervous but never once saw snow. I finally got my win and we camped in a campground that night. Little did I know that we wouldn't make it past 8pm..

As we got ready for bed the wind picket up and we could see it was going to rain or snow. I took my nighttime medicine and all of a sudden the wind went up to about 50 to 65 mph sustained. Our tents were on their side it was that bad. It than started to rain and the temperature was dropping fast. It was 55 when we pulled in and was 42 when I was getting ready for bed. We couldn't even do much in the wind so we pulled up stakes and threw it all in the 4Runner and the little Toyota and headed out. It was by far the worse conditions I've ever camped in, EVER.
I appreciate EVERYONE's love and support, this community is the best by FAR.