All-4-Fun - Red Cone Mountain

by Adam Mehlberg

It was a beautiful sunny morning as we climbed Georgia Pass on our way over to Red Cone and Radical Hill. Our club was on a trip of our own during the Mile Hi Jeep Club All-4-Fun week. We once again waited for the pilot car to take us through the construction work zone on the south side of Georgia Pass. The day was turning out to be a fine one for four wheeling, or so I thought. Somewhere along the way on the trip to the start of Red Cone an evil plot was hatched that would encompass almost our entire group. It would even go as far as to elicit the help of an innocent teenager.


As we aired down near the Handcart Gulch campground on the south side of Red Cone someone, to remain nameless (Greg Beery), put the diabolical scheme into action. As the innocent and ever trusting trip leader it never crossed my mind that I would be so deceived. We headed out to begin the long approach up the south flank of Red Cone through the Aspen trees. And so the deceit was perpetrated as I was lead to believe that my CB would not transmit. No one it seemed was picking me up. Being and engineer I assumed that my radio was acting up. I wiggled the mic cord, disconnected and reconnected the mic cord. I messed with the transmit button. All to no avail. No one seemed to be hearing me.


At our first stop to check out some work done along the road my passenger Raylin Comeau reported back what I was attempting. This sweet innocent girl was swayed to participate as a covert double agent. To what depths this group would go. I am sure that a certain someone was pushing his fingers together and thinking “Excellent!” not unlike Mr. Burns on the Simpsons at hearing the news.

At this point I was not so sure that I was not being messed with. Of course all of the other trip participants, in cahoots with the perpetrator of this plot, assured me that my radio was not working. With overwhelming contradiction to my better judgment I went back to thinking it was my CB.

Off we went climbing further toward tree line and the approach to Red Cone. As we worked our way through the large stand of trees past one of the minor obstacles. John and Kathy Howell broke ranks with the consortium of deceit and answered my calls to find out how the group was doing. Of course the rest of the bunch had switched to a different channel. As we come out above tree line we let the Mile Hi Jeep Club group that was on an All-4-Fun trip go by. We stopped shortly there after and had lunch in a saddle to avoid the high winds that were sure to be up on top.


During lunch no one slipped up. A testament to the influence of this plot of deceit architect. After lunch we climbed the first major obstacle on our way up to the top of Red Cone. The landscape begins to drop away as you approach the peak. The last hill climb makes you feel like your driving into the sky. We packed our vehicles tight and got everyone up on top of Red Cone. The wind was fierce and cold, so we only stayed for a short time. Single file with some distance between each vehicle we headed down the dangerous part of Red Cone. The decent on the north side is steep and straight down. All of Red Cone is made of loose rock and the angle of your vehicle combined with the terrain makes keeping your back end behind you critical. Slowly we all made the decent and parked at Webster Pass. Oh yes, the plot of deceit was still in full force.

From Webster Pass we headed toward the town of Montezuma. As we moved lower in altitude we got back into the trees again and took a short break. Everyone was still working the prank about my radio. I was still thinking it wasn’t working so I decided to check the antenna connections. My passenger was reporting back as we took our break. I don't know how Greg kept from rolling on the ground in laughter at my continued attempts to fix something that wasn't broken. All I can say is "when you least expect it, expect it!"


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