It started out as a chilly Saturday morning. I grabbed my morning coffee, sat down to watch the news (mainly to check the forecast), and eagerly awaited. I stumbled around the house and garage for a bit, got dressed, got all my gear in check, and went out to load the Patriot. Yeah, I said Patriot. My steed is a 2011 Jeep Patriot Sport. Nothing fancy, but it gets me to places I’d rather be.
Lunch time arrived and so did my crew. We quickly installed a cb radio into one of our friends rigs, grabbed the rest of what we needed and set out. We headed West. Not too far West, but West. Our destination was unknown, what we were seeking was the thrill of the adventure. We met up with Lee from NorthEast Expeditions at a local Wawa, gassed up, coffee’d up and discussed what the plan was.
The journey meant more than the destination, especially since there really wasn’t one. New Jersey is a beautiful, yet tough beast, but the journey was worth every second
We’re new to the game, but Lee has been doing it for years. He knows all the back roads that could get us anywhere we wanted in the beautiful state of New Jersey. Listen, NJ is beautiful, if you know where to look. Anyway, we decided that we’d start out in Jackson and keep going until we had to break up due to adult stuff. I know right?!
We started out in Colliers Mills, flying through the trails, Lee took us down a trail we’ve never gone on before. This trail was awesome. We climbed up rutted hills, through tight trees, around rocks. For us this was all new territory, and we loved every bit of it.
Some of the hill descents were sketchy. Since I have a Patriot, I 3 wheeled in quite a few sections, but Wanderlust battled through it all.
We finally got out of Colliers for some pavement pounding. We were on that road for only a few miles until we reached the back end of Colliers Mills. This time the trails were fast and flowing. As we explored this part of NJ that we’ve never been able to see before, we passed beautiful scenery, abandoned buildings, and even an army reserve base(don’t tell anyone). we were stoked. We stopped for photos and discussed what was next (that time restraint). We decided to push forward a little more until we reached a Wawa in Whiting way down route 70.
Once we reached our destination, we stopped, shared some laughs, discussed future trips and of course grabbed more coffee. We had a blast.
The journey meant more than the destination, especially since there really wasn’t one. New Jersey is a beautiful, yet tough beast, but the journey was worth every second. One that we all wish had never ended. What I’m trying to say is, don’t take things for granted. The journey is almost always better than the destination. See you soon. PS-Tri-State Overland.