Tuesday, June 3, 2008
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.