A new trail had just been open called Skint’ n’ Bent. It was down a small holler with a mostly dry crick and some big ol’ rocks. The toughest spot seemed to be the first big rock. The rock would force the Jeep either into the tree on the right or hang the front “chunk” on the left. The tree took a couple of windshield frames and added a dent or two to people’s cowls while we were there snapping photos. This is James Crumpton in a ’95 YJ running a Vortec V-8, four-speed, 1-tons, and an NP205 givin’ it hell.