The snow is melting yeah! Did you know that underneath all the beautiful white flakes lurks what I can only describe as frozen sand and boobt trapped mud holes? Ha ha I seem to have a nack for finding them.
This morning the main road ( mud ) became an amusment. As vehicles tried sometimes unsuccesfully to navigate out to the main road (paved). First casualtiy, one F350 4×4 as its wheels got stuck in someone elses mud groove slide slowely and helplessly into the ditch. It was fun watching to see who made it and who did not. By the time I went to brave the nasty back roadway to the bus stop I found out that the extra money for the mud/rock guards on my pre runner two wheel drive were not a bad thing. As I started sliding about the roadway and headed toward the brush and rocks I had a thought that wow like duh I can make my own pathway and bypass the large mud and water filled holes covered with a crust of melting ice running across the roadway. Coolness, this California chicken made their own roadway over rocks and brush.
Then the dare, why not drive the main road? Ugh ah no I say, then the words – I dare yah! Ok, not the sharpest tack on the block here I can not resist the temptation of trying to make it down the road, the one others have failed to make in 4×4’s – yeah I know – dumb – but a dare was tossed out – so . … not only did my little two wheel drive truck make it but I had the joy a passing by some peeps that are known – to put it politly- the kind of folks that you see on a television special about the neighboors from hell. Yep there they were with their big white 4×4 in the ditch along the roadway to the left sides sitting on a now very bent sign post. Then I see that another truck has parked itself ( same said folk’s relations) in the middle of the muddy goo road. Would they move? Nope, they just pointed and laughed at us. I have learned enough driving around the property here to no that if one stops one sinks. Stopping not an option I pick a path to the right of the truck and try to squeeze through while the tires are spinning and sliding. I ended up passing them all with the truck nose pointing toward them and my rear bumper inches from a white fence to the right – kind of sideways I made it by. Never stopping until hitting the hard pack of the edge of the highway. Woo hoo, was it fun to see the, as I call em ” stupids” standing there with the most baffled looks upon their faces.
Todays count the stupids – zero – the little Toyota two wheel drive the winner! My first real attempt at driving through inches deep goo and I made it. Now my truck is very dirty, my ego way to large, and the “stupids” well they are still- what they are.
Hopefully I will make it one more time so I can make it to Dayton and then over the pass into California and home again jig ity jig.