Lucky Hill, the name sounds so uplifting and optimistic doesn’t it? And I suppose you could call it lucky depending on what direction you are looking at it from. For example if you are looking at it from the perspective of my panel beater, it must be the luckiest place on the planet. Frankie the wonder mechanic probably feels the same way, as do the manufacturers of winch rope, diffs, CV’s and axels......
In fact for anyone that receives a financial windfall when us poor, down trodden, underpaid, overworked, four wheel drivers trash our trucks, Lucky Hill is very.....well.....lucrative......
The day started a bit dim, in fact the fog was so think when I walked out of the house it took me ten minutes just to locate Peppe sitting quietly in the driveway. Mind you I did trip over the dog, then the dog house, then the pile of fire wood that I had inadvertently left lying around. Note to self, develop better sense of direction in the fog......
So we packed up and headed out. The fuse that controls the brake lights, clock and central locking had blown again, so I had none of the aforementioned items, the most concerning being the clock, how the hell are you supposed to figure out what time to be home for dinner without a clock
The brake lights could be a bit of an issue also I suppose, especially considering that you still couldn’t see two feet in front of you when I drove out of the driveway. Thankfully by the time we got to “Lucky Hill” the fog had cleared, there was no fuzz, and it turned into one of those spectacular spring days that Hawkes Bay does so well.
Now when I left the house in the morning with my 9 year old boy in tow, my long suffering wife said “don't roll the truck again like you did last year, you have one of the kids along for the ride this time”. Really it was all the wife’s fault, I mean that just really sounds like a challenge to me. And I have never really been one to shrink away from a bit of a challenge, so sure enough, 5 minutes into the run I stuck the truck on its side, smashed a couple of windows, bent the B pillar, dented the side and completely destroyed the last remaining monsoon shield that had been hanging doggedly to the side of the truck since I got it.

Inside the truck it was really hysterically funny now I think about it. After I got done trying to add up in my head how much all of the crunching sounds were going to cost me (I got just shy of $2000) I looked up and here was the afore mentioned 9 year old dangling in mid air above me held in place by the seat belt with arms and legs flailing wildly and a rather panicked look on his face. I should have whipped out the camera and taken a couple of pics, but thought I had better get us out of the pickle first. So I reassured the boy we certainly were both still alive, because we were still inside a Pajero and I know for a fact that God only allows Landcruiser’s and V8 powered rally trucks into heaven, NOT Pajero’s!!!
So we carefully climbed out of the truck with the help of a few of the lads who were standing around laughing at us.

Then winched Peppe back onto her feet and pulled her up onto some flat ground so we could inspect the damage. Not too bad really, a few more dents and slightly more efficient aircon due to the lack of side windows. Under the bonnet we lost a bit of power steering fluid and about a litre of oil, and we also found some nasty looking mayonnaise pouring out of somewhere (thinking maybe the gear box, could explain why it is so notchy...). So we ignored the mayo, topped up the engine and cleaned as much of the oil out of the air filter as we could. A quick turn of the key and like a genie out of a cloud of blue smoke Peppe re started again, good as new!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oT58Xw9ZkbISo off we went with the now slightly nervy 9 year old flinching every time we went over a bump.
A couple more slippery slopes
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t2UL1FC3G3whttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uV1R0apndnMAnd then we headed into what will now be formally known as the “Gully of Woe”.

Now the Gully of Woe is only about half a k long, but it took us the better part of 2 hours to get all 11, sorry, make that 10 ½ trucks through. You can actually drive around the side using a farm track in about 60 seconds, but really where’s the fun in that???
It was slippery, greasy, rutted, slippery, rutted, messy, oh and did I mention slippery and rutted?? I counted 6 winch rope breakages, an axle, and numerous dented panels in the 2 hours it took us to get through.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MV6xepg4bwYUnfortunately the battery went flat on the video camera not long after getting the first couple of trucks through so there was not alot more video of this trip. I took heaps of great video on my phone after this but technology being what it is today (ie bloody infuriating) I cannot get it off the phone and onto the computer. But here are a couple more pics.
This is Pete trying to remove his door on a tree.....

And JJ stuck......again.......

This next video was of Todd playing and trying to go where no one else could, but unfortunately he smashed his axle in the process, I have to say there is alot to be said for raw horse power.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r4aoN16_nuwDoubly unfortunate was that the battery on the video camera died literally half a second before it broke, so what you don't get on the video is the axle snapping with a bang and then Todd, truck and passenger screaming backwards down the hill again and landing unceremoniously in the ditch at the bottom.

Then just in case we were all getting bored Todd drove the now 2WD truck into a tree and had to get winched backwards......

Once we finally dragged everyone through the Gully of Woe, we had a bit of lunch and then tried to head up the last small slope to get out of the gully. Looked easy, but it wasn’t.........
What was a fairly easy slope turned into a magnificent mudslide in about 2 ½ seconds, which was fine by me!!!! The big horse power trucks roared up without any problems, but those lacking in either momentum or power lost their valiant fight with gravity about half way up, or in some cases about at the bottom.....
Now I am not one to skite, but me and Peppe drove that hill unaided with just copious amounts of right foot action. It was awesome, mud flying, engine screaming, the 9 year holding on for dear life, 4wding just doesn’t get much better.
If only I could figure out how to get the video footage of the @#$%^%^$#%^$%^#$ phone to show you!!!!!!
After that we did a bit more of a tour around and looked at some of the vertical cliffs that they were planning to run some trials on (those guys must be nuts!!).
Then to finish the day set a wee trial through a small gully on the farm. Matt rolled his truck trying to get up, cliff caught his on fire, and boiled the engine at the same time, Todd nearly ripped his door off after getting further in 2WD than everyone else got in 4WD, until Brice finally conquered the hole and showed everyone else how it was done.
Generally a dam good day I must say. Now I just need to find a new drivers door, panel beat the A, B and C pillars and replace the side window, oh and find out where the mayo came from before I blow something up.......

I dont have an attitude, I have a personality you can't handle....