From the April 2008 issue of Car and Driver. Glaciers that were ducking and running from Southern California about two million years ago left behind a deep thumbprint in the jagged desert backcountry 200 miles straight north of Los Angeles. The Saline Valley was so named by 19th-century prospectors who stumbled upon the exceptionally pure salt playa left at the valley’s low point, like a bathtub stain. You don’t need a Hummer or a Jeep, but everybody needs salt, about one-quarter teaspoon daily, the federal government reckons. And back in 1911, when salt harvesting in the Saline Valley achieved industrial scale, salt was the primary food preservative. However, mules couldn’t get the twinkling cake back to civilization profitably. So from 1911 to 1914, with typical how-the-West-was-won gusto, the Saline Valley Salt Company tackled the problem by constructing a 14-mile aerial tramway, then the longest and highest in the world, to chairlift salt out of the valley. Pinched between 10,975-foot Mount Inyo to the west and 5678-foot Ubehebe Peak in Death Valley National Park to the east, the Saline Valley is today much as it was then, accessed by just a few rough-hewn trails tracing those left behind by the Panamint Indians. Passage through the Inyo Mountains is by pedigreed off-roader only—unless you’re at the pointy end of an Air Force F-15 Eagle or Marine F/A-18 Hornet. The Saline Valley lies at the north end of the military’s R-2508 Special Use Airspace Complex, a vast air-power playground spanning much of the upper Mojave Desert and reaching from the edge of space to 200 feet above dirt.  MORGAN SEGALCar and Driver To enjoy the Arsenal of Democracy’s best free, all-day air show, plus examine the tramway towers that are on the National Register of Historic Places after 90 years of defying the torrid desert weather, we saddled up America’s two toughest four-door rawhides. The Hummer H3 Alpha and the Jeep Wrangler Unlimited Rubicon have the military as their design muse and are outliers in a sport-utility market gone limp-wristed with crossovers. But from there the similarities thin out. Hummer’s newest model, the ’08 Alpha, is leather lined, electronics stuffed, and fitted with a 5.3-liter V-8 inplace of the just-enough base five-cylinder. The sticker starts $9710 higher than the Jeep’s, and with a $1720 navigation system plus an $850 camera for backing up and a $390 trailer hitch, reaches a mighty $42,865, minus the inevitable discounting (at press time, rebates on regular-grade ’07 H3s were $5500). MORGAN SEGALCar and Driver A four-door Wrangler was added to the lineup for the 2007 model year to ovations from Jeep fans. Starting at $30,195, Unlimited Rubicons get front and rear lockable differentials, crawl gearing, a switch to disconnect the front anti-roll bar for more axle swing, and 32-inch BFGoodrich rock eaters. Except for the $1275 nav and multimedia system, our options were three figures or less: $825 for the automatic trans, $695 for the Freedom Top removable three-piece hard roof, $225 for pearl-coat paint, and $50 for floor mats. Total: $33,265. The base five-cylinder H3, starting at $31,340, makes a closer competitor to the Rubicon, but the Alpha is new and untested, and the Unlimited had yet to make a comparo roster. Until now. Second Place: Hummer H3 AlphaMORGAN SEGALCar and Driver Erected by mule teams from stout red-pine timbers, the salt tramway’s towers carried cables that were strung from one precarious outcropping to the next, in some places nearly vertically, up 7400 feet to a saddle in the Inyo Mountains. From a transit station once manned in the warmer seasons by a very lonely family, the 300 buckets in circulation then plunged 4900 feet to waiting rail cars. At its peak before depleting the playa and shutting down in 1936, the tramway deposited 20 tons of salt per hour on the tiny hamlet of Swansea in the adjacent Owens Valley. HIGHS: V-8 haste without a big fuel bite, Cadillac trimmings, capable in the bush. Steering 2.5 tons of locked-and-loaded Hummer back the other way is breezy work, thanks to the Alpha’s robust V-8. It has muscle enough to tow 6000 pounds (to the Jeep’s 3500) and stampede past 60 mph in 8.9 seconds with a manly small-block snort. On the blacktop, the Alpha skiddoos into traffic more eagerly and holds a highway speed more effortlessly and with less engine-room moan than the Jeep. As we expected a mileage meltdown, our gorp-stuffed gobs were thoroughly smacked when we learned that, returning 14 mpg, it gives up just 1 mpg to the Jeep’s V-6 and to our last five-cylinder H3 test vehicle. MORGAN SEGAL In the highlands, the H3 demands a careful helm lest it be clawed by every juniper bush and cayenne-colored manzanita along the trail. The Hummer is nearly an inch wider than the already brawny Jeep, so its wheel placement is further complicated by pinched visibility through the narrow side glass. It’s a cave inside, and day practically turns to night when the backup-camera screen slides sideways out of the blocky rearview mirror, doubling an already large obstruction hindering forward sightlines. As a gull-gray F-15 whooshed overhead, tipped on a knife’s edge and almost low enough to read the cockpit dials, we probed a particularly gentle and fine-grained throttle that tiptoes the Hummer with grace over crags. Unlike the Jeep, the H3 is always in four-wheel drive and never short on grip. A three-button control shifts it among four high, four low, and four high with the center differential locked. Even lacking the optional 4.03:1 low-range transfer gear (2.64 is standard), the H3 scrambled with secure footing up steep inclines slippery with loose debris, including the salt that for years leaked out of the buckets as they passed overhead, for a time painting the Inyo Mountains with their own racing stripe. MORGAN SEGAL The men who raked the granules from evaporation ponds in 120-degree heat would have appreciated the 5020-pound Hummer’s manifest air-conditioned comforts. Black leather with gray piping and topstitching accent a cockpit spruced up with low-sheen plastics and metal-finish trim, part of the General’s late surge in interior quality. Even the rear door panels have fancy upholstery stitching, although they are narrow and a wriggle to get through. A low-to-the-floor rear bench jacks knees up and offers only middling legroom, but it’s a spa treatment compared with the Jeep’s rear seat, a short-backed, hard, and bolt-upright bench apparently stolen from a Bulgarian roller coaster. THE VERDICT: Full-frill ruggedness for those who can afford it. The Alpha delivers luxury where civilization dares not go, but like a mule, it’s an expensive way to haul the goods. First Place: Jeep Wrangler UnlimitedMORGAN SEGALCar and Driver Wedged high in a windy notch in the Inyo range, Cerro Gordo in 1871 was a thriving but unruly burg with 4800 residents, seven saloons, five hotels, two large bordellos run by madams Lola Travis and Maggie Moore, and two stagecoaches a week from San Francisco. Ten smelters in “Fat Hill” (as its Spanish name translates) made bars from the lead and silver blasted out of a subterranean mine complex that eventually measured 50 miles. “There was a murder a week here, not counting people kicked in the head or falling down a shaft,” says Mike Patterson, sliding bottles of Cerro Gordo Ghost Town Root Beer down the long bar in the restored American Hotel. Patterson is Cerro Gordo’s lone resident and, after inheriting it from his late wife, the town’s owner, tour guide, and innkeeper (cerrogordo.us; 760-876-5030). HIGHS: The price champ, snap folding seats, removable roof, off-road indestructibility. Little remains of Fat Hill but the hotel, general store, and a few bunkhouses where travelers can bivouac. Patterson’s dusty collection of mining artifacts includes gray tintypes of the 18-mule wagon teams that took 28 days to haul 8000 pounds of bars to Los Angeles and return for more. MORGAN SEGAL At 4580 pounds, the Jeep is the featherweight here. A high roof and sparse interior trim leave more space for people and gear than in the Hummer, and the wretched back seat at least folds flat in a quick motion. Pushbutton-lockable front and rear differentials lower almost to zero the odds of getting stuck (the Hummer relies on electronic traction control to keep the grounded tires turning). Low doors, a compact dash, and lots of glass give the Jeep greenhouse visibility compared with the H3. Its front-seat comfort and ride quality were suitable for the freeway slog, made longer by a V-6 that resists being rushed. To keep pace, the Jeep’s pedal was always pushed deeper—no doubt why its mileage suffered—and it wanted 11.5 seconds to make 60 mph and 18.3 seconds for a quarter-mile, the exact distance needed to achieve a freeway merge speed of 75 mph. Plan accordingly. Yank the roof for more exposure to the elements. This can be done quickly and without tools, although it’s best to leave the three pieces at home lest they consume the limited cargo space. True Jeepers can fold the windshield and remove the doors. Both trucks have side-hinged tailgates, but the Jeep’s, with a 75-pound spare tire affixed, lacks a piston or prop rod to aid its opening and hold it ajar. Keep small children at a distance. The Wrangler’s wheelbase is 4.1 inches longer than the H3’s, but the Jeep is 13.3 inches shorter overall. Rambling over rocks and crossing creeks, the Wrangler keeps its nose and tail cleaner on approaches and departures but is more likely to drag its belly. Let’s call it a wash. MORGAN SEGAL Speaking of which, hosing out a Jeep is a time-honored tradition, but the unyielding plastics inside caused a few bruises as the Rubicon bounced. The driver’s-door pocket is square-edged, sharp, and always in the path of knees when exiting. Every time it whacks a kneecap with the determination of Tonya Harding’s hired “hit” man, the word “Wrangler” passes gritted teeth with a little less reverence. The Marines arrived just after first light. As we boiled tea next to our tents by the ancient salt flat, an F/A-18 dropped into the valley, unseen and unnoticed until it practically skinned our scalps, hurtling low and fast, rolling and darting to avoid some simulated danger. Now, that’s a job to envy. THE VERDICT: Frill-free ruggedness for those who want it. Both the Jeep and the Hummer belong in this place, but what the rucksack Wrangler lacks in accouterments it compensates for with flexibility and affordability. To us that’s worth a few extra grains of salt.
Specifications 2008 Jeep Wrangler Unlimited PRICE ENGINE Torque: 237 lb-ft @ 4000 rpm Transmission: 4-speed automatic CHASSIS R: LT255/75R-17 111/108Q DIMENSIONS Passenger Volume: 104 ft3 Curb Weight: 4580 lb C/D TEST RESULTS Roadholding, 300-ft Skidpad: 0.61 g C/D FUEL ECONOMY EPA FUEL ECONOMY -- 2008 Hummer H3 Alpha PRICE ENGINE Torque: 317 lb-ft @ 4000 rpm Transmission: 4-speed automatic CHASSIS R: P265/75R-16 114S DIMENSIONS Passenger Volume: 97 ft3 Curb Weight: 5020 lb C/D TEST RESULTS Roadholding, 300-ft Skidpad: 0.65 g C/D FUEL ECONOMY EPA FUEL ECONOMY C/D TESTING EXPLAINED This content is created and maintained by a third party, and imported onto this page to help users provide their email addresses. You may be able to find more information about this and similar content at piano.io |
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