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4x4 Trucks - Arkansas Boys, Meet Moab

Posted in Events on June 1, 2005 Comment (0)
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4x4 Trucks - Arkansas Boys, Meet Moab

As magazine editors, one of the things we look forward to each spring is hitting the road to Moab and the Easter Jeep Safari. It is somewhat of an annual right of passage, a segway to summer and another season of 'wheeling. While there, in addition to attending to a plethora of meetings, checking out the latest and greatest products, and shooting feature rigs, one of the things we look forward to most is hanging out on the trail with you, the readers. Sometimes we ride with seasoned Moab veterans, but often we catch up with first-timers who are getting their initial taste of Moab's awesome trails and slickrock 'wheeling. This was the case last year, when we hooked up with Greg Cochran and his band of good ol' boys from Arkansas.

After years of pouring over our regular coverage of Moab,'s killer trails and longing for the days of unadulterated slickrock ,'wheeling, Cochran,'s buddies decided to join him for the 1,137-mile trek from Alma, Arkansas, to Moab,'s four-wheeling mecca. As ,'wheeling adventurists, we can relate to their plight. While the thousand-plus miles of driving, lack of day spas, and five days of dust, dirt, and rain weren,'t major attractions for their wives, it was the perfect excuse for a boy,'s road trip (we hate it when that happens). After a winter of preparation, planning, and equipping their rigs with the latest widgets and gizmos, the rigs were loaded on the trailer and a road trip to Moab was on.

What initially caught our eye was Cochran,'s 13-year-old son Logan, who looked his age and was driving a custom Bruiser buggy like a seasoned pro (we didn,'t ask about the legal driving age in Arkansas). After a few words with el jefe Cochran (Logan,'s dad), the group invited us out on the trail. All rigs were sporting heavy iron axles, lockers, flexi-suspensions, and monster meats that made our tried-and-tested 35-inch Pro Comp X-Terrains look small, though we drove to Moab and back on ,'em. The months of planning and late-night wrenching had paid off. The Arkansas boys were in Moab, the weather was good, and the slickrock awaited. We took them up on their offer.

Now, while we don,'t have nametags stating ,"I,'m a magazine editor," wear conspicuous jackets with ,"media" plastered to the back in bright-orange print, or roam the trails sporting hats with flashing red lights, we,'re out there. With that said, if you see a guy with a camera that looks as though it cost more than his wife,'s wedding ring (and it probably did), make it a point to say hi. We,'d like to hear about your Moab tales. And if we have time, we,'d probably like to take a ride.

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