Recently a group of Land Rover enthusiasts from several different clubs got together and tackled the knarly trails of Calico. We had 12 Land Rovers as diverse as 1990 Range Rover Classics to a 2006 Range Rover Sport, and nearly everything in between. I am very confident that my LR3 and Adam’s RRS are the first Modern Rovers to attempt these trails. With all the smack talk and scary photos, I have to be honest, this trail had me worried.
Calico - Doran Canyon: (60 images on SmugMug)

We arrived on Friday night and camped in Calico’s well equipped campgrounds, with a roaring Technicolor bonfire. Trail Leader Joe brought some specially saturated wood soaked with exotic chemical solutions that produced an amazingly colorful fire for hours and hours. Many, many hours later, we all hit our sleeping bags for a couple hours of sleep, and then prepared for the trail the next day.
As a group, we elected to start on the Doran Canyon trail. After only a few hundred yards of flat smooth dirt road, we came across a Jeep on its side. Apparently the driver was trying to test his articulation a huge rock, and pushed it just a bit too far!. It was a pleasure watching the Land Rovers winch the Jeep back onto all 4 wheels. The Jeep was an impressive rig, and started right back and he motored on down the trail no worse for wear. Cool.
At the start of the trail, we opted for the bypass instead of attempting the Gatekeeper, which is described as an “Extreme Obstacle” (per Charles Wells field guide). From our vantage point above the canyon rim on the bypass route, the guidebooks were right! There were a few Jeeps down there playing on the Gatekeeper, all them with 42″ minimum sized tires and massive lifts. Even then, it still didn’t look easy for them.
We then entered the canyon and began our trek. Doran has many “Major Obstacles” along it’s route, and with a large group, we took our time making our way through it. Prior to the run, there were many skeptics about the LR3 and Range Rover Sport making it through intact. Well, I’m quite happy to report that they did great! We were one of the very few to make it through the entire trail without any damage on our bodywork. We did scratch up our shiny rims a little bit, but that goes with the territory. I had a few incidents along the way though. Not far from the beginning, I was spotted up a less than optimal line and bridged my truck, with all 4 wheels off the ground. A few rocks stacked and I could easily have driven out of it, but with a big group, plus a bunch of Jeepers behind us, I opted for speed rather than manliness and let Buddy tow me 12″ forward to get some wheels back on the ground
Later, about half way through, as I approached a major obstacle called The Wall, a little teeny tiny rock pushed the my tire off the bead which I quickly swapped out with my spare. Other than that, the Modern Rovers had no difficulties or problems. They handled the trail beautifully, and made some of the more difficult sections look easy. Adam of course, by following me, had the benefit of learning from my mistakes and had no issues at all
A note on modern Rovers. They really do drive differently. I have consistently found that veteran drivers have great difficulties spotting properly for a modern IFS Rover. Adam and I developed a teamwork approach and helped each other through the obstacles. They just drive differently. Different clearances, different turning points and turn radius’s, and much better traction, allowing (and often requiring) completely unique lines through the obstacles than the older “live axle” Rovers.
With such a large group and with a challenging trail, one can assume that some difficulties will catch up to you. This trail proved no different. Snow Plow Mark needed 7, 8, 12 or so approaches to the Wall before finally getting winched up. Poor Max was doing great all day, and then a bad spotting job found him teetering on the edge of a hole between a rock and a….bigger rock. Bang went his tire and WHAM went his truck as it toppled over onto it’s side. Fortunately, he suffered no major damage other than some bent sheet metal, tweaked bumpers, and a cracked alloy rim. A few whacks with a large hammer and the bumpers were straightened out a bit, allowing Max to open the rear door and access his tools to change the tire.
We ended the trail run on top of the rim at Bismarck Mine. Because it took us a bit longer than hoped, we opted not to try Odessa that same day, and instead we all headed for the base camp flat out Baja style along the desert floor, following dry washes and power line roads.
All in all, a great day, and I’m very proud of my LR3 setting the inaugural run on the Doran Canyon trail.