Well, the guy who sold it to me warned me that the front right locking hub was sticking a bit and said he'd even give me the replacement next week when he got back from out of town. When I got on the trail at midnight and the hub turned into the lock position with no problem, I figured I was good to go.
Hmmmm, not exactly.
So we get about 1 1/2 obstacles down Lower Woodpecker before I realize my front wheels aren't
turning a bit. "Yeah", I think, "I bet that hub didn't engage". And it never did. I rolled down Lower Woodpecker AT NIGHT IN TWO WHEEL DRIVE! Thank you so much to Huck and TJ for being the best and most patient spotters ever!
The conclusion: I only got stuck once and that was when we realized my front end wasn't engaged. Once we knew, between the excellent spotting, the 7 inches of lift, 35" Swampers, and some wicked low gearing, I rolled on through with no more problems. No damage. No more getting stuck. And only a little dent in my pride. Plus we saw a gorgeous bobcat! Not a bad night after all. And I'll forget that little dent in my pride once I'm back on four working wheels!
Thanks again Huck and TJ!!!
(By the way, also thanks to Huck's bad ass Jeep for pulling me out "like butter" when I was stuck. No laughing, Yotas! I needed it and his rig was up for it! No pics as proof though and I will deny it ever happened from this point forward!)