The good old days
Feb. 10th, 2011 12:08 pmYesterday, acting on a bit of intelligence I had received, I stopped by the fire pit. An older hippie had somehow driven his truck into the pit, and at the time I arrived, about 10 people were standing in the back of the truck to see if they could leverage it out with their weight. That wasn't working, so the campground director had everyone get out, and they instituted Plan 2. Several people climbed into the pit to push, while a diesel tried to pull the truck out. The first try wasn't successful, so the owner of the truck straightened his wheels, and put the truck into reverse while the owner of the diesel removed himself from the axle-deep rut he'd put himself into. For the second try there were only four people pushing on the front of the truck, but with the added horsepower of the stuck truck itself, and solid ground for the diesel, the truck was successfully extracted! The old hippie was very grateful, and the campground director commented that that was just like how it should be, and was in "the good old days," and the office didn't have to find out.