Sounds reasonable enough, where to begin? Like many of you, I have been restricted in my off-roading, because not only have I not had the opportunity to head out with Wranglerwhat94, but as of late, all that Jeepy's been doing is transporting me between work and sleep.
My Jeep's Name:
Jeepy is the name of my '00 Patriot Blue XJ Sport. Many chose to name thiers after proper names, or by it's physical attributes, ie: Bradley (LauraBoston), or 6-Pack (mingez). I chose to give mine sort of a pet name. I was in the process of giving it it's first oil change that I did (like I said, I am a very busy person), and I was muttering to myself. It was like 1:00 AM, I had been at it for a while, and was moving like molasses. I did the transfer case fluid change, the diffs, the spark plugs, and last but not least, the oil change... I was pouring the oil in, and it just sort of slipped out. I patted the grille, and said "Aww, is Jeepy feeling better?" And it stuck. I take care of Jeepy, and it takes care of me... And yes, I talk to my Jeep (especially when I bust open a knuckle working a wrench on it :twisted: .
My Jeep's Workshop:
Any work I do on my Jeep is performed in my Grandpa's garage in Ortonville. Though he died just over a year ago, his legacy lives on, in his tools, and in the garage itself. It has that garage smell that you never forget, and it is one of the cleanest garages you have ever seen. It's out back of my Grandma's house, detatched, with full power, heat, phone, air comp lines throughout, and just about every Chrysler part you can possibly imagine. When you work at Chrysler for 46 years, your garage gets like that. He used to work on cars for a living, was nothing he couldn't do. So now, whenever there is work to be done, I go out there. He has about every tool known to man, and every spare part you can think of for a Chrysler-derived vehicle (and then some.) It's comfortabel out there, and the Jeep looks really good in the garage. Fills the space nicely while it's undergoing maintanance.
My Jeep's Mud:
Just this weekend, I went to my property up north... Don't know how many of you are familiar with Northern Michigan (if I could live there forever, I would), but if you take the I-75 north from Madison Heights (exits 62, 63, 65 A-B) to Exit 310 (M-68), go right about 13 miles, you are there... My family owns 11 acres of trees and swamp, 1 mile back off of a 2-track that is impassible in the best of seasons
. The road (if you can call it that) is not maintained by anyone, save me putting a shovel or 2 of dirt in the deepest holes... Put Jeepy in 4H (4L in the bad season), hit the gas, and dart amongst the fallen trees. The water can be literally 2 feet deep in some holes. Tons of mud, dirt jumps, puddles, small lakes, trees, logs, rocks... It's a blast. Wish I could get some pics, because my Jeep is now a delightful shade of grey-brown, with splotches of dirty blue. But, that's about a 500 mile round trip, so needless to say, I can't get up there as much as I would like.
Future Projects:
I have seen a number of lifted Cherokees in the area, and they all look really sharp. I would love to do a lift, get a winch, some trail lighting, and a few other odds and ends. But I am perpetually strapped for cash, so that'll all come on slowly but surely.
The End.
That's me and me Jeep, hope you enjoyed the insight on what makes Jeepy and I go. Now you know of my Jeep, what it does, where it goes, and how it's fixed.
Jeep.
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