I had a 5:00 meeting for the local arts festival last night. I took my shower in the afternoon and put on makeup. Got some images burned to a CD that a fellow artist needed, got my tablet & pen for note-taking all ready, asked the post mistress (and fellow photographer) to bring my mail to the meeting if I didn't make it to the P.O. by the time she left for it, and headed out.
And then the first bridge I drove over broke. Underneath the front tire. And the dogs and I all experienced a little loss of gravity as the truck sunk into the hole.
But, let's tell the story in the proper order.
|A look-see told me that I had a solid 6" of so of hard-packed road gravel to drive on if I skirted around the edge . . . and so I did just that. V-e-r-y s-l-o-w-l-y. So, out on Friday? Check.|
That night, before heading home from town, I'd stolen a 2x8 from Papa Pea in case I needed to bridge the culvert sink-hole on my way back in. Which was good because I DID need to use it. (I had plenty of bridge building materials at home at Swamp River Ridge, but I was a little concerned about getting there!)
|Here's my little car with the 2x8 and Maisy studiously ignoring the camera.|
On Saturday, I knew it was time to see if I could possibly get through on the summertime route (10 miles long and not plowed).
|I got this far, about 3/4 of a mile from home, before getting stuck.|
Once I got home, and knowing I would have to continue to use the wintertime driveway (until the snow melted more), I headed back down with the car and more bridge materials.
|Here's a shot of the "bridge" I'd been using up until this point. But, the hole was getting wider, and I knew my 2x8 wouldn't suffice forever.|
|Wider AND deeper! Note the 2x at the top.|
|It was time for a bigger, better, stronger White Trash bridge: a solid (HEAVY!!!) old door.|
|Voila: new, sturdier bridge! (Nuthin' but class around here; nuthin' but class!)|
So, that bridge served me perfectly well . . . and my visitors (as I wrote in my previous post)! Then came the prediction for more snow, though.
So, on Tuesday, the dogs and I hoofed it back out to the stuck truck as the snowflakes began to fall.
|My Monday visitors were right: I could drive it right out!|
And then the snow came Tuesday night.
|I took this picture yesterday morning. Looks like a B&W one, doesn't it?!|
|Tucker surveys the 5 new inches of snow. Maisy was too disgusted and so didn't even go outside for her morning visit.|
There was too much slippery, wet snow to drive the car through, so I had to drive the truck. Which brings us back to the present . . . to yesterday.
The door I'd used as the new bridge weighed 150 lbs., I'll betcha. I mean, I had to WRESTLE that thing into and out of the car! It was "solider" than solid!
Buuuuuuuut, not quite solid enough for the weight of a 1-Ton with a 9' Plow!
Which led me to ask one of my office building-mates to stick this on my office door this morning:
And, with that, I'll sign off. It's taken me the entire day just to get this post written! (Oh, and yes, I was able to get the truck out and home!)