While on our way to the Grand Canyon we ran into a little adventure. We were traveling with my Dad. We were in our van and he was driving Trish's Escalade truck. He told us that he was going to go off the main road and take a dirt road through the reservations, and he gave us the choice to follow him or to continue on the highway. We asked if our van would make it or if he thought that we should go on ahead. He of course said that there would be no problem, so we decided to blindly follow him. The road was a little rough at places, but nothing too bad...until we got to this riverbed. We were following him, but we should have watched him go across first and then when he was across, go ahead. But we followed right behind him. As the truck was going up out of the riverbed they started to slide back down, so we had to stop...BIG MISTAKE. We got stuck in the mud...that's kindof an understatement. The mud was all the way up to the bottom of the van. Anyway, Pictured above is the riverbed after we got through, you cant really appreciate the depth of the tracks.
The happy husband...obviously NOT ammused!
Well, after trying to pull out the van and dig it out, and anyting we could think of, Dad hooked up his tow rope and pulled us out with the truck. 45 minutes Later...
It messed up our allignment, which made the van shimmy when we got up to 45 miles an hour. but nothing that couldn't be fixed, right?
Overall, I find the whole thing kinda funny, and I don't hold my dad accountable for anything.
1 comment:
Not to laugh but this is pretty funny. Don't blame the car, blame the driver!
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