


On the fourth of July, there is always the parade for the Peach Festival which starts about 9:30 a.m. and they close some of the streets between my house and my parents so I have to leave extra early so I can get through. I know I've already posted the 4
th news but this is about Friday, the 3rd. I left work last Friday (July 3rd) and went to my parents house to pick up Blake. After I left their house I decided that I would continue down their street to find an alternate route in case the main road was already closed for the parade in the morning.
Now let me start out by saying this "road" isn't what you would normally think of as a road. The part mom and dad live on is paved but then it turns into dirt. I went down this road a few years back (when it was first cleared out) in my Escort with no problem so I was just going to ride down it to make sure everything was still okay. Dumb, dumb move.
As I started down the dirt part, life was good. I then noticed that the "road" pretty much turned into a trail. Too late to turn around at this point but still thinking things were good, I plowed on. If you know much about living on dirt roads, you pretty know what to avoid and what you can and can't drive through. I know these things, I really do. I drove through some sand and fishtailed a bit but didn't get stuck. Life was still good. Next thing I know, I'm just driving and going absolutely nowhere! I'm stuck in the sand :( Uh-oh.
Trying not to panic I almost just have to laugh because of this stupid situation. My mind goes into overtime and I'm trying to find a solution to this dilemma. I went into the woods and hauled out these logs to put under my front tires for some leverage. No luck so I called up some friends from church who live across from mom and dad. I know they have trucks so I'm thinking they can possibly pull me out. Randy comes down the "trail" in his truck and then speeds up considerably and flies around my car narrowly avoiding getting stuck! After evaluating the situation we realize there is no way he can pull me out without getting stuck himself. Unfortunately he didn't have the tractor at the house or it would've been a piece of cake. Time to call in reinforcements!
Donna and Franky are two of our best friends and Franky recently got a Ford F-250 4x4. They come out to our house almost every Friday so I called them up and asked them to come early! Brent is probably leaving work headed for home at this point and I know there is NO WAY I am calling him because I don't want to hear his mouth :) Randy takes Blake and I back to their house to wait for Donna and Franky to get there. Randy's family is throwing a big party so Blake and I just partied along.
Finally my backup arrives and after busting a tow rope and a tow strap, and possibly getting stuck, Franky was able to pull me out of the sand far enough to get it in reverse and back up the trail. Whew! It's really funny now to think about and was actually pretty humorous when it happened but I won't be going down that "road" anytime soon!
Word to the wise: if it looks like the sand at the beach, don't even try to drive through it,
hahahaha!