Mud… it sticks to everything, steals your shoes and traps your legs. I’ve never liked mud. I still don’t.
It had started out fine. Even the stock TJ Wranglers, the smallest
Coulda-woulda-shoulda packed that.
I can’t count the number of times I’ve found myself saying something like, “If only I had packed the (blank) we wouldn’t be in this mess.”
I’