Yes folks, this is exactly what my darling husband said to me after I made the kamikaze mission driving Sonja down the trail. Willow had a bit of an issue (ruptured hydraulics of some sort that we can't exactly identify) and there was no way I was hiking in all the gear we'd brought with us that day... so I slapped Red Sonja into 4WD and battered my merry way down the ATV trail. Piece of Cake :)
So I had to push over a few small trees (less than 9 inches in diameter) in a couple of places, and get a little creative around some of the larger trees. And wiggle my way around, over and through some gnarly stumps. And so what if I cracked the back of the rear plastic mud guard? (How that happened when I was going FORWARD I have no clue) And the forest ate our antenna... there's not much in way of radio out here anyway. Seriously, I have no idea what he was so all fired up about... the trail is mostly cleared and just wide enough 90% of the way; and our driveway was almost cleared enough to make an easy turn around. Ok, we did have to move the woodpile and murder a few of our neighbors trees to make the swing, but it's all good.
It was kinda funny watching the G-Man turn several shades of even whiter, hanging on to the "oh shit" handle while we were bouncing around like popcorn. But, see, he had some reservations about hurting a pretty truck. I, on the other hand, have no such qualms... we bought her for working on rough off-road conditions and, by golly, she was going to do her job. I take full responsibility for giving her first blood :) All Gungnir's objections and concerns were, of course, duly noted... even though he wouldn't have dreamed of taking a fully armored Land Rover down that trail, I knew Sonja and I could do it.
Sonja's momma's good girl. Oh yes she is :D
(PS - we did hike down the trail with the chainsaw today clearing out some of the tight spots... next time will be a breeze)