The sound of tires desperately searching for traction on slick rock. The smell of fresh air, with the occasional whiff of rich exhaust fumes. The sight of a 4500lb excuse for a vehicle scaling a 5 foot ledge. The satisfaction of being the driver of that 4500lb excuse for a vehicle. The unbreakable bond formed between friends, after a long day and night of recovering a busted rig from a trail. These things make it hard to participate in this sport and not become consumed by it. Rock crawlin’, four-wheelin’, wheelin’, whatever you want to call it - that’s what we do. It’s not only a hobby - it’s an attitude, a way of life - a lifestyle.