Schoby’s Rig

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Pete Correale said:
Im taking the liberty of posting up this FE article from a while back about @Mike Schoby ’s truck, thing is a fuckin’ rig! Only thing its missing is a vanity plate that says “walrus”….

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By Mike Schoby There was once a time when the perfect overland vehicle was my American Expedition Vehicles…
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Love that set-up! Spot on @Schoby... I went with the Dodge 2500 Diesel too... My ride wears many hats as a work truck around the farm, daily driver (my only rig) and vacation/hunting transportation too..
 

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Al Shifty Schultz said:
Love that set-up! Spot on @Schoby... I went with the Dodge 2500 Diesel too... My ride wears many hats as a work truck around the farm, daily driver (my only rig) and vacation/hunting transportation too..
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I went the quick disconnect and removable front winch set-up because 9 times out of 10 I need to winch myself out of something I drove into, out backwards... But when I'm skidding logs up for firewood or working then I often use the winch mounted on the front.
 
Al Shifty Schultz said:
I went the quick disconnect and removable front winch set-up because 9 times out of 10 I need to winch myself out of something I drove into, out backwards... But when I'm skidding logs up for firewood or working then I often use the winch mounted on the front.
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Well played!
 
Okay, here goes.

So, at age 8 my son gets diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. The summer camp that he loves won’t let him come back. We’d been out to Montana with the entire family the previous year and he’d fallen in love with the place and clicked with Uncle Mike.

I had an idea— while his sisters went to camp, he and I would head west. I called Schoby and asked if he was planning to be around that week. “I was just about to invite you to my 50th birthday party,” he said. “Come on out and bring the boy.”
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Schoby had to leave town a day or two after his party and he gave us the use of his truck and camper. We fished the Madison, camped out, my son James paddle boarded a couple of alpine lakes—we had an awesome time.
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One day we decided to run down past Ennis to where both Schoby and I own property. There was one wrinkle: I had never actually stepped foot on the land that me and a couple of buddies had purchased. I drove Mike’s beast of a truck up the switchbacks that lead up the mountains that tower over the subdivided section of land down in the flat. I had no clue where I was headed.

At some point, it became obvious that we were on a trail, not a road. Shit got dicey. There was no way to turn around—I had to back up several hundred yards on a windy path that teetered over a cliff. Fun to drive up with “Like a Rock” blaring, not as fun to back out of. “Daddy, can I get out? I think we might die.” We didn’t.
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Hiked up into the backcountry and managed not to get eaten, either.

Awesome trip--- can't thank Uncle Mike enough for the memories...and I'm glad I didn't have to buy him a new truck.
 
Keith Wood said:
Okay, here goes.

So, at age 8 my son gets diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. The summer camp that he loves won’t let him come back. We’d been out to Montana with the entire family the previous year and he’d fallen in love with the place and clicked with Uncle Mike.

I had an idea— while his sisters went to camp, he and I would head west. I called Schoby and asked if he was planning to be around that week. “I was just about to invite you to my 50th birthday party,” he said. “Come on out and bring the boy.”
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Schoby had to leave town a day or two after his party and he gave us the use of his truck and camper. We fished the Madison, camped out, my son James paddle boarded a couple of alpine lakes—we had an awesome time.
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One day we decided to run down past Ennis to where both Schoby and I own property. There was one wrinkle: I had never actually stepped foot on the land that me and a couple of buddies had purchased. I drove Mike’s beast of a truck up the switchbacks that lead up the mountains that tower over the subdivided section of land down in the flat. I had no clue where I was headed.

At some point, it became obvious that we were on a trail, not a road. Shit got dicey. There was no way to turn around—I had to back up several hundred yards on a windy path that teetered over a cliff. Fun to drive up with “Like a Rock” blaring, not as fun to back out of. “Daddy, can I get out? I think we might die.” We didn’t.
View attachment 3514
Hiked up into the backcountry and managed not to get eaten, either.

Awesome trip--- can't thank Uncle Mike enough for the memories...and I'm glad I didn't have to buy him a new truck.
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this whole story is incredible!!!
 
Keith Wood said:
Okay, here goes.

So, at age 8 my son gets diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. The summer camp that he loves won’t let him come back. We’d been out to Montana with the entire family the previous year and he’d fallen in love with the place and clicked with Uncle Mike.

I had an idea— while his sisters went to camp, he and I would head west. I called Schoby and asked if he was planning to be around that week. “I was just about to invite you to my 50th birthday party,” he said. “Come on out and bring the boy.”
View attachment 3512
Schoby had to leave town a day or two after his party and he gave us the use of his truck and camper. We fished the Madison, camped out, my son James paddle boarded a couple of alpine lakes—we had an awesome time.
View attachment 3513
View attachment 3510View attachment 3511
One day we decided to run down past Ennis to where both Schoby and I own property. There was one wrinkle: I had never actually stepped foot on the land that me and a couple of buddies had purchased. I drove Mike’s beast of a truck up the switchbacks that lead up the mountains that tower over the subdivided section of land down in the flat. I had no clue where I was headed.

At some point, it became obvious that we were on a trail, not a road. Shit got dicey. There was no way to turn around—I had to back up several hundred yards on a windy path that teetered over a cliff. Fun to drive up with “Like a Rock” blaring, not as fun to back out of. “Daddy, can I get out? I think we might die.” We didn’t.
View attachment 3514
Hiked up into the backcountry and managed not to get eaten, either.

Awesome trip--- can't thank Uncle Mike enough for the memories...and I'm glad I didn't have to buy him a new truck.
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I’ve spent a lot of time around Mike’s truck. It’s about as nimble as a school bus. That must have been dicey.
 
Keith Wood said:
Okay, here goes.

So, at age 8 my son gets diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. The summer camp that he loves won’t let him come back. We’d been out to Montana with the entire family the previous year and he’d fallen in love with the place and clicked with Uncle Mike.

I had an idea— while his sisters went to camp, he and I would head west. I called Schoby and asked if he was planning to be around that week. “I was just about to invite you to my 50th birthday party,” he said. “Come on out and bring the boy.”
View attachment 3512
Schoby had to leave town a day or two after his party and he gave us the use of his truck and camper. We fished the Madison, camped out, my son James paddle boarded a couple of alpine lakes—we had an awesome time.
View attachment 3513
View attachment 3510View attachment 3511
One day we decided to run down past Ennis to where both Schoby and I own property. There was one wrinkle: I had never actually stepped foot on the land that me and a couple of buddies had purchased. I drove Mike’s beast of a truck up the switchbacks that lead up the mountains that tower over the subdivided section of land down in the flat. I had no clue where I was headed.

At some point, it became obvious that we were on a trail, not a road. Shit got dicey. There was no way to turn around—I had to back up several hundred yards on a windy path that teetered over a cliff. Fun to drive up with “Like a Rock” blaring, not as fun to back out of. “Daddy, can I get out? I think we might die.” We didn’t.
View attachment 3514
Hiked up into the backcountry and managed not to get eaten, either.

Awesome trip--- can't thank Uncle Mike enough for the memories...and I'm glad I didn't have to buy him a new truck.
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The summer camp discriminated against your son for a medical diagnosis?!?!? Sounds like a job for FE's Yin and Yang of Diversity and Inclusion, @Ron Dan and Bret Vorhees.
 
Al Shifty Schultz said:
Love that set-up! Spot on @Schoby... I went with the Dodge 2500 Diesel too... My ride wears many hats as a work truck around the farm, daily driver (my only rig) and vacation/hunting transportation too..
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Yeah for a do many things rig it has worked out great. Cruises on the Hwy well with the family, hauls a horse trailer or camper with ease and for a semi overland set up it works well for camping by itself
 
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