Well it was truck after truck, we all got stuck
‘cept the big old four by Hutterite truck
We all thought lord are we in luck!
But he wouldn’t come anywhere near us,
Mighty neighbourly, mighty neighbourly. – Corb Lund
I don’t know, Aaron. This road looks like it might be kind of squishy.
We have 4-wheel drive!
No, we have all-wheel… (Sorento starts to fishtail and slowly slide into the ditch)
We rocked, pushed, and pulled, but she was stuck.
Up the road we could see an older couple walking toward us. We were in luck, someone to help us out! They were within earshot but instead of extending a hand, the gentleman raised his eyebrow and bluntly asked us if we were blind.
I wanted to tell him that, yes, clinically, I’m pretty near to blind, but I don’t think he would have found it funny. And, in our defence, the road truly didn’t look that bad. But, a peaked gravel road and a patch of slippery mud didn’t work in our favour.
The couple kept walking, offering us nothing more than disapproving glares. Mighty neighbourly.
The harder we tried to get ourselves unstuck, the more stuck we became so we figured it was time to call in the professionals.
One thing I’ll never understand is why people choose to own businesses but then act as though you’re inconveniencing them to provide the service they’ve chosen to provide. Anyway, long story short the tow truck finally showed up and Dave was a lot happier in person than on the phone. A lot happier until…
Well it was truck after truck we all got stuck. – Corb Lund
Dave sure knows how to cuss. I’ve never heard profanities yelled as loudly or with as much gusto as I did when his first tow truck also got stuck. Personally, I was impressed that our Kia Sorento managed to make it much further into the mess than his tow truck. I didn’t bring this up though, I was scared about how Dave might respond.
We’d pull one truck out and get another stuck in
And motors would roar and tires would spin
We’d sink right down, down to the diff, and we’d all take turns and do it again
Till no one could move, we’d call one more friend,
Come on out here, we need you, bring your truck – Corb Lund
As Dave hooked up the chains from his second tow truck to arrive at the scene, he laughed and told us he hoped we won the 649 last night. I told him that we didn’t, but we did have snacks with us! He wasn’t impressed.
Spilled antifreeze, mud trenches nearly waist deep, $15 in change at the car wash, a few ticks, and two and a half hours later, we were out of the ditch and back on the road.
What started as a geocaching day date turned into a hilariously fun grand-adventure. We couldn’t help but laugh about the entire situation and both agreed it’s one of the best dates we’ve had in our eight years together.
The geocaching website warns that, like all outdoor adventures, it can be dangerous. So please follow Dave’s advice and stay on the pavement kids!