I'm on day 5 of 10 of an arduous AZ mule deer hunt. One buddy shot a spike and went home. The other buddy had to go home for family medical issues. Almost rolled the Polaris ranger into a ravine. Thought we were gonna be a story for dual survivor. Road from hell, 10 miles from camp. Nothing but spikes and does. Drove another road from hell by myself and found two rolled and totaled trucks. Swelled knee from hiking. Decided to pack up and relocate to higher country. Did a walk around before hitting the freeway, and found the toyhauler has a broken leaf spring mount. Axle is askew. Guess I'll hunt here now.