When I started out on this project, I knew I wanted to build something that would be as comfortable on the road as it was capable on the trail. I have owned dedicated trail rigs in the past, and while they were a lot of fun, I decided that having a backup vehicle was important, plus having something to drive other than my regular car was a nice way to keep the miles low on it. Being comfortable was one of the most important factors in deciding on which vehicle I wanted. Creature comforts were important, as well as the ability to put baby seats in the back since I not only wanted to be able to lug kids around with me on the road, but also take them with me on the trail. The other most important factor was its offroad capability. It had to be something that was going to be pretty beastly on the trail without having to go nuts with modifications.
I decided on a Jeep Wrangler TJ because not only are Wranglers the most capable off road vehicles right out of the box, but starting with the TJ model, they are quite comfortable as well with a few more creature comforts than other vehicles as well as the Wrangler models before it. I originally wanted an automatic transmission but soon found that if I wanted to find something in my price range, which was between 6 and 7 grand, and had not been ragged out in the woods, then I was going to have to settle on a 5 speed. I also wanted working AC, decent stereo, carpet, comfortable seats, and if possible cruise control. The TJ had all of these things plus the get up and go to get it done in the woods as well.
Finding the right Jeep would prove to be rather frustrating, but at least it didn’t take very long. Day 1 of the search I drove to Cartersville, GA to look at a black 4 cylinder 97 automatic with a black hard top that I had twisted the salesman’s arm into trading in for a soft top. (LOL) After a 3 hour drive, the Jeep that the salesman had described as being in “great shape” with no major body imperfections and “very clean”, turned out to be anything but. It had around 8 or so places on the body that had received some nice rock rash and had body work to hide it that looked like my 6 year old could have done better on. My friend James kicked the frame and the dried mud and dirt from its last trip in the woods fell off exposing that the salesman hadn’t even washed it before throwing the rattle bomb to it to make it “look” clean. To avoid jail in another state, I left without speaking to anyone.
Day 2 of the search I drove to Huntsville, AL to look at a white 97 6 cylinder automatic with 3″ of lift and no top at all that looked beautiful in pictures, and even looked pretty damn nice when I got there, until I laid on my back. The entire underside of this Jeep was rusted from bumper to bumper. Wanting to at least give it a chance, I drove it up the road only to notice that the automatic transmission was slipping a great deal. I thanked the salesman and started the journey back home.
Day 3 I drove to Collinsville, AL to look at a red 99 6 cylinder automatic with a black soft top and very nice aluminum rims with 3″ of lift and 33’s. The driver side door looked like someone had hit it with a bowling ball, or maybe someone’s head, and there was a gouge in the hood about an inch and a half wide, half an inch deep, and 6 inches long, that had already started to rust quite badly. I asked him what that was, he said a scratch. I said “a scratch my ass, that’s a ditch!” I expressed my extreme displeasure with how I had been, yet again, deceived by a salesman, and got pretty ugly with the guy. I decided I better leave before I hit him. I was REALLY mad at this point.
On Thursday I opened up Craigslist for the 4th day in a row and started looking and came to the decision I mentioned earlier. There was no way I was going to find an automatic in the shape I wanted for the price I was willing to pay. And lo and behold, the first Jeep on the page was a exceptional looking 98 black 4 cylinder 5-speed with a tan soft top, bone stock with a nice set of aluminum rims in Prattville, AL. Another 2 hour drive to find another piece of shit just wasn’t sounding like my ideal evening. Plus thursday night is smoke night. A few friends and I get together every thursday night to sit outside, smoke cigars, drink scotch, bourbon, specialty beer, and just shoot the bull. I wasn’t about to ruin possibly the only night this week that might be enjoyable… Until that nagging feeling just wouldn’t go away and sure enough, at 6:00 I was south bound and down, headed to Prattville to meet this guy and look at what I was already expecting to be another lemon.
Boy was I surprised. This was the first Jeep I went to look at that wasn’t from a dealership so I didn’t have to deal with a sleazy salesman. Everything about this Jeep was just as the owner said. After inspecting inside the frame, on top of the transmission and transfer case as far as I could get my hands, and basically in every nook and cranny this Jeep had to offer, I couldn’t find the first sign of dirt or mud. It had fewer scratches than most 5 or 6 year old vehicles I have ever seen, and this Jeep was 13 years old. When I took it for a spin, it drove great, tight steering, nice shifting, smooth ride, AC was frigid, stereo sounded pristine, made no popping or grinding noises when I tested the 4wd out… I was in love. $6300 later, I was the proud owner of a brand new-to-me Jeep Wrangler TJ.
On the drive home it sucked more gas than anything I had ever driven before, and it was a freaking 4 cylinder for Christ’s sake. I can tell you, the 5 speed Jeeps don’t like the interstate. If you can keep them under 60mph, they do great. Anything over that and you might as well stand on the radiator and just pour gas straight into the manifold. Once I hit Fultondale (about 30 minutes from home) I decided to get off the interstate, take the door uppers off and roll up the back window and enjoy some open air cruising. Everything went great until I got to Warrior (10 mins from home) and my dash lights went out, taking my tail lights and running lights with them. I pulled over to try to get them to come back on only to inadvertently blow the fuse to my headlights. So at 10:30 on Saturday night, less than 50 yards from an Advanced Auto that had closed about an hour or so earlier, I had to park my brand new-to-me Wrangler over night in a CVS parking lot. A Warrior cop assured me he would keep an eye on my new toy that didn’t even have insurance on it yet, but it didn’t make me feel any better about the situation.
As soon as I woke up Sunday morning, my wife drove me to Warrior go get it and my 2 year old son instantly fell in love with it. It quickly went from being “Daddy’s Jeep” to “my Jeep” before the day was out, which tickled me to death because a large part of the reason for buying this thing was so I could take him out riding with me and get him interested in outdoors activities.
And that is where we stand so far. I still have a wiring problem of some kind, it works fine when you first crank it up, but once the lights have been on for a while driving down the road, something grounds somewhere and blows the fuse to the dash lights, tail lights, and running lights. If you try to put another fuse in it at this point, it blows it immediately when you turn the lights on, but if you let it cool back down, you can replace the fuse and it will work again until it gets down the road a ways and then does it again. I have bought a few upgrades for it but that is for another post.
And that is how my newest toy and I met.
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