Two roads diverged in a yellow field and I, I took the one less traveled by and … unfortunately that made all the difference!
Picking up the medical team at the Odessa airport. The van is more or less clean and at home on asphalt.
The main road was full of potholes and I couldn’t go more than 5-10 mph so I decided to take the secondary road that ran along side the main road in the field as it was much smoother. It looked like it was dry but I soon found out that this was deceptive. We began to slip and slide and eventially came to a halt.
Thanks Dave for not being afraid to get your shoes dirty, but can you push a little harder please!
The mud here is like glue. It sticks to everything; wheels, shoes, hands. As you can see the build up on the back tires was pretty significant. Probably a good 50 pounds of mud on each tire.
A visiting group from another church came by. They couldn’t help but laugh when they saw the American’s stuck in the mud. Thankfully they agreed to help push.
Look closely and you can see how I am flinging mud all over these guys who where graciously pushing the van out of the mud hole.
She didn’t want to get her feet muddy, and I don’t blame here, thankfully her husband was there to carry her to safety.
Somebody get a rope! I got just far enough where they could reach the van by putting a few tow ropes together.
Honda CRV to the rescue.
Out she comes!
After walking in this mud for a few minutes you feel as if you grown a few inches. Then you realize that it is just the layer of mud stuck to the bottom of your shoes!
Time to wash up!
