I can't remember if I've told this story on here before or not, so forgive me if I'm repeating myself.
Anyway, when I was young my dad would take us (my mom, my brother and sister and myself) out west every year for vacation. We went to all different places (Utah, Colorado, Wyoming, Arizona, Nevada). We typically would fly out from West Virginia and rent a minivan (we did drive it one year, but I digress...).
So one year we were out driving around sight seeing in Utah (this would be probably around 1992-1993 maybe). We ended up in Moab. My dad loved it there. We ended up going to a national park or something there and it was up on top of this big ridge and you could see mountain peaks like 200 miles away off in the distance. There was a dirt road/trail that split off and wound down switchbacks down the side of the ridge and wound across the desert floor below. My dad looked at the map and discovered that this dirt road/trail eventually wandered back onto the road near town where our hotel was, so he wanted to drive it. There were signs posted at the beginning of the road warning that it was for 4WD vehicles only. My mom started to protest until I pointed out that the rental van we had happened to be one of those AWD Ford Windstars. So we took the 'trail' and didn't have any problems. Not much to it other than crossing some creek beds. So anyway, my point is I guess I can technically claim that I have 'wheeled Moab', right? 8). In a few years if I get my Jeep close to where I want it I would love to trailer it out to Moab and meet my dad out there and show him what some real trails are like out there before he's too old to enjoy it.