What’s been your most inventive trail fix? Or was there a fix seriously epic in failure? Tell us! These are ours:
Brubaker: The most recent weirdness was in Utah while I was driving a JK Unlimited with Holman as co-pilot. A few hours after a wheel loosened up and almost fell off, we were driving 70 mph on the interstate when the passenger-side lower rear link bolt at the axle fell out and the link began dragging on the ground. A side-of-the-highway inspection revealed that the driver-side lower link bolt was about to fall out as well and the axle had rotated downward. We limped the Jeep to the parking lot of a fast food restaurant and a reader passing by in an XJ gave us an old sorta-the-right-size bolt. With the help of a ratchet strap and hydraulic jack we got the axle repositioned so we could reattach the passenger-side link and get the nutless bolt back into the driver side. We slowly made our way to a Lowe's, where we purchased new bolts and nuts and fixed it in the parking lot. Never had a bit of trouble the rest of the trip.
Cappa: I was in Montrose, Colorado, on the ‘01 4-Wheel & Off-Road Ultimate Adventure. We were about to split for a road day along some twisty mountain roads (with cliffs and ledges). After the driver’s meeting that morning I decided to give my ’66 Jeep Panel Wagon a once-over. I found that the steering box was about to fall off the frame. The factory mounts had cracked and broken pretty badly. So I welded it back together as best I could using a borrowed on-board welder that wasn’t working right (not much heat) and then lashed it to the frame with several feet of ¼-inch chain and a few bolts. It held up for another 1,200 miles until I got back to California and fixed it properly.
Holman: I was in the middle of the Mojave desert on a Friday night when I inadvertently locked the keys in our running long-term Hummer H3. I called OnStar to do a remote unlock, but without the passcode, they refused to unlock the media vehicle for me, but offered to send a tow truck. I tried to explain that a tow truck was not going to be able to reach us on the trail we were on, but the operator would have none of it. After some frantic phone calls back East to our contacts to get the passcode, it was clear no one was left in the GM offices, and with the sun setting fast and the H3 idling for the past hour, it was time to make a decision. I called OnStar again, explained who I was and that this was a media vehicle. I again explained the situation to no avail. Finally, I told the operator he had a choice: He could be responsible for the rock that was about to go through the driver's window and the article on the failure of OnStar in an emergency situation, or he could unlock the door. After a brief pause the operator said, “Sir, you can check your driver door now. It should be unlocked.” We went the rest of the trip with no further mishaps.