An Off Road Christmas Tale

Wrote this tonight after a few Jameson Dr. Peppers.

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the world
Every child lay asleep, every boy, every girl.
Their dreams filled with wonder, of presents and joy
Preparing to open every stocking and toy.
But almost was ruined, this Christmas season
And our story will tell us exactly the reason.
Old St. Nick, he was halfway through his night,
When something terrible happened in middle of flight.
Flying over the desert, it was moonless and dark
Even Rudolph's nose was barely a spark
Then all of the sudden, the sleigh crashed to a halt,
Santa had jumped up and out to look for the fault.
He landed on a mountain, laid with boulders and rocks,
The sleigh stuck beneath him, left him in shock.
The reindeer pulled and tried as they might,
It seemed Santa was stuck here for the rest of the night.
Not a soul was around in any direction,
Not even one bar of cell phone reception.
As the night grew colder, Santa feared for the worst
No gifts were delivered and the tears came in bursts.
But just as he'd started to give up all hope,
Far off in the distance, a light over the slope.
As it drew nearer he could see there was more
All in a line, there was three, no, there was four.
His spirits were high, as his help had arrived,
But who could be out here in the middle of the night?
Four monstrous rigs, battled their way up the steep,
Yota, Ford, and Samurai, and of course a well-built Jeep.
As they reached Santa's sleigh, he called out Ho, Ho, Ho!
They said, "Santa, up which line were you trying to go!?"
They pulled out the straps, hi-lifts and winch cables,
Trying just to keep Santa's sleigh stable
They unhooked the reindeer and shackled to their rigs
Yelled, "Hold on Santa! This may hurt a bit!"
And on the count of three, they began to tow,
Every rig locked at redline, in double 4-low.
The sleigh came unhooked, but here they couldn't stop,
They pulled old St. Nick all the way to the top!
As they walked up the reindeer to hook back to the sleigh,
Santa walked over and didn't know what to say.
"Thank you kind strangers, but how'd you know I was here?"
"We're just out on a trail, like we do every year".
Santa knew they saved Christmas for all the girls and the boys,
He could continue his journey to deliver their toys.
Before he took off, the strangers had one more word,
Perhaps the wisest that Santa had ever heard.
"We know what it's like to see a trail and just wonder,
But maybe next year, stay off Chocolate Thunder!"
They all had a laugh, and they waved their goodbye,
And the sleigh took off into the night sky.
With more trails ahead, and memories to make,
Laughs to share, and more parts to break,
The crawlers headed back down through the valley,
With the famous "Back Door" for their night run finale.
But on that Christmas morning, under their trees,
Laid their kids toys, but there was more than just these.
Jeep parts, truck parts, everything on their list!
and each found a card hand written by St. Nick.
"You helped save Christmas for all the girls and the boys,
So here's some parts to keep you busy with your toys!"
Without our off roaders, Christmas wouldn't be right,
So keep your eye out on the trails each Christmas night!


Written by Matt Moghaddam

If you're wondering where these trails are, they are in a place called "The Hammers" in Johnson Valley, here in Southern California.

Merry Christmas, TW! Goodnight!

 

Nice Matt. Merry Christmas to all !!

 

So who got some good loot this year?

 

Damn. Nice poem brother!!

Got a new pair of carharts, a camo hoodie, and a bottle of crown!

And I bought myself a SOG tomahawk from midway for half price!