Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Elizabeth and I took quite a few pictures while on our trip... so I figured I'd post a couple of the better ones here, just for the heck of it.
Despite our being stuck in the mud for a few hours, most of the trip was spend on dry (and solid) land.
OK, so these aren't pictures of that.
Two days after the Jeep was hauled out of the mud, we tried another hike to a place called Cathedral Lake. I've done this hike a few times in the past, so I figured familiarity would help given the "not-quite-melted" conditions of the snow.
We didn't make it to the Lake, as the trail was still pretty packed with snow in places. We got about half way before it became too dangerous to continue. Despite this, the hike was beautiful, the weather was great, and it was a lot of fun tromping through the forest. It was actually quite warm for most of the hike, even though we had plenty of heavy layers to keep warm.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
The guys headed back down the hill to get a Jeep Wrangler and a Chevy truck of some kind. The Wrangler arrived first and was hooked up inline with the old Willy's.
One Two Three PULL!!!
The Liberty came up, painfully and with a little complaining. But it came up.
Here's to the three guys who helped free my truck from the mud! Thanks guys, your help was invaluable and much much appreciated.
So if you've read the last post, you may be asking yourself, "There you were, miles from nowhere... on a small country road... with your only form of transportation sunk in a pool of heavy muck. No radio or cell phone communication of course. How in the heck did you get out?"
Yeah, I was thinking the same thing at the time.
We really had only one choice. There was a small town, actually just a mere collection of small houses and storage buildings for the local ranches, only about 3 miles back off the main road. We obviously were going to need to hike back and find help.
Before we did that, we did notice that there were two fishing huts in a cluster about a quarter mile ahead on the road. So we hiked up there first, but there was no one around, and no phones. So it was back to the main road where we knew there were people.
Fortunately, the hike was on a road and downhill.
We soon found a local woman who was doing some work on her ranch. I approached her and told her of our predicament. She was friendly and soon volunteered to get her husband and their friends to see what they could do.
They got an old 1946 Willy's Jeep and a couple of 4x4 off road ATV things and headed up to my car. We hooked a chain to my Jeep's tow hitch and tried using all three vehicles to pull my (much larger) truck out of the mud.
The result: Total failure.
The Jeep Liberty was too heavy and too deep in the mud. We were clearly going to need a heavier vehicle to get me out.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Elizabeth and I just got back from Basalt Colorado. While there we attempted to go on a couple of hikes in the local mountains. These are the REAL Rocky Mountains... not the little hills we are used to in Southern California.
Being late May, it was still early in the Spring for the winter snow melt. As such, the ground was... shall we say... a wee bit soft in spots.
So we're cruising along on a gravel road, miles from anywhere, when we come across a mud patch in the middle of the narrow road. No problem, the Jeep has 4 wheel drive, and there are tire tracks in the mud. We'll make it across no problem, right?
We hit the mud and proceeded to sink quite unceremoniously to the lower edge of the door on the right.
A few spins of the tires and there was little doubt that we weren't going anywhere. Not without another large truck or maybe Yoda to do that trick with the Force when he got Luke's X-wing out of the swamp. Where's Yoda when you need him anyhow, eh?