No pics, but I had a blast ice-skating to work today.
Okay, here's how it went...
First 30 miles, 2WD, no sweat. I should mention that the first 30 miles are twisty mountain roads. The temps were in the mid-20s, and the county only uses gravel (on the blacktop) for traction, yet everything was just fine - took it cautiously, and the truck more than held its grip.
Last 20 miles? Sucked donkey balls. This is the part where I get to civilization, roads that were sheer sheets of ice from all the traffic, and everybody forgot how to drive. I put into 4Hi at the first stoplight, and things went better.
Then the best part: Getting off the highway, and the dude sees me trying to merge into his lane (I had a ton of room and the gap was growing), and for some odd reason --after I committed and started merging-- this guy decides to speed up... on ice! So I'm cautiously moving over, turn signal was on long before I started moving, then my blind-spot mirror tells me he's right on my ass and starting to swerve wildly. I was, as mentioned, committed, so swerving back out on ice wasn't gonna happen, and you know what? His econobox could end up a hitch decoration for all I cared at that point. He bounced off the ridge of ice on the outside of his lane and by some miracle finds traction enough to regain control and slow down. I noticed he didn't try and gesture at me as he finally passed after we got off the road, so there was that, I guess.
BUT! The moral of the story is that holy crap does this truck hold its grip on ice! I only broke traction once, and only once - after I put it in 4Hi, it was fine (but remember, 4WD does not mean 4W-stop, kids!) I'll probably grab some bags of rock salt and toss 'em in the bed tomorrow (no worries, got a bedliner).