I spent 4 days last week moving a dredging operation from the end of the road, to a creek up by taylor .I had about a 30 mile trip over the cat trail across the soft tundra. I had a bad omen right off the bat with a flat tire in the first couple of miles. this necessitated a trip back to town for a spare. after that 4 hours later, and the wrong trail by my guide, we found the right trail to their camp. the running was good on the old taylor highway until a wheel bering on the trailer failed (note to self second bad omen next time stop now) instead the road seemed hard I removed the track on that side chained up one end of the walking beam and started in again. a half mile or so down the road the clay got soft. also the retainer for the track adjuster shaft nut had failed and some where along the way it had fallen off. thid didn't seem to be a big deal until the trailer sank out of sight on the side with no track. omen #3 stop now. hell no I droped it into a lower gear instead of forging the trailer from the mud I forced the track off the machine.at this point I had been awake for about 16 hours and had a 4 hour biker bitch ride to the truck .and another 4 hours to get home to get parts and the jeep.