A brief History

Pictured above: My beloved 1999 Jeep Cherokee

I was an avid off-roader for years. Having being born into a off-roading family, I have memories going back as far I can remember being bounced around the back seat of my Dad’s old 1993 Jeep Cherokee. As we bound down a logging road somewhere in the deep back country of British Columbia, I got older I of course started to crave having a four wheeler of my own.

On my 16th birthday my parents gifted me that very same 1993 Cherokee I had all those fond memories in, and my off roading adventures would just begin. I continued the adventure for a time, but I soon realized that I did not have the funds to continue for long. Maintaining a lifted, customized four wheeler was not cheap and even more expensive when my only form of income was a part time job at Save-On Foods.

Pictured above: The financially responsible vehicle

Soon I had no choice, I was forced to sell my families beloved four wheeler, luckily one of our closest family friends agreed to buy it for a great price. I felt a sense of relief, as I was able to purchase a more financially responsible vehicle and our beloved four wheeler would stay close to the family.

Three years would pass without owning a four wheeler, but soon that would change as I would graduate BCIT and acquire a new job, a job that paid decent, decently enough to fund such an extravagant hobby. Within 6 months of having this new job, I traded in my financially appropriate vehicle for a 2006 Jeep TJ, only one previous owner. Several years would go by with many trips to the back country to four wheel, camp or just to simply explore.

Over time I realized something was missing, none of my friends owned a four by four so none could join me on my adventures. Sure I met tons of nice people along the way, but my true friends group was absent for every adventure. I wound up selling that Jeep TJ for a 1999 Jeep Cherokee, having owned one in the past I was already versed with its capabilities. The hope was because it was a larger vehicle with four doors, maybe some close friends would finally join me on an adventure. However, try as I might, still no friends ever came along.

Pictured above: Friends I met along the way

Over this time period I had started to become closer with certain friends within my friends group, and I quickly discovered that several of them, including their partners at the time, rode dirt bikes. Could this be the answer to my lonely adventure problem?