We just had another six inches of snow overnight so this afternoon Will headed out to plow our driveway after clearing the area around the house. I was busy filling seed orders and doing much-needed housework so I didn’t notice he was taking a long time. The high temperature today was 6° F and we’re supposed to get down to -15 tonight so he wanted to get ‘er done.
Finally, Hondo and Will came in the front door. (I did hear the truck but didn’t pay any attention to it.) Will said he needed “help.” He had gotten the plow truck stuck way out at the end of the driveway (of course!), in a ditch. And he’d broken the first rule of Minnesota woodcraft; when you go out in the woods, you need to take your cell phone with you! So at -3 degrees with a wind, he and Hondo had to walk a mile all the way home. He said he’d run half of it, just to keep warm! The truck I’d heard wasn’t the plow truck but our Ford F250 4×4. Will got a heavy chain out of the storage barn while I got on my chore coat and hat (with ear flaps) And we (with Hondo in the middle of course) headed out to the stuck truck.
Boy, was it stuck! While widening out the driveway, Will had gotten a little too close to the ditch next to it and got sucked into it. The only way the plow truck could be pulled out was forward as the ditch was deeper closer to the road. Well first I just pulled while Will tried to help. No good. I tried a different spot. No good. Then I tried a gentle tug, then pull. Nothing — not an inch. Finally I resorted to a fierce yank, which is not a safe way to go as the chain can break. So you might not want to do this yourself! Ah, a few inches. Will backed up, then we did it again. And again. We were gaining and finally the truck came out. Whew! We seldom ever get the 4x4s stuck as both of us have lived with snow and four wheel drive trucks all our lives. (If you’d like a few tips, check out my article Tips and hints for four wheel living in Issue 71 of BHM or the Twelfth Year Anthology.) By then it was dark so Will started carrying in firewood for our sub-zero night while I made supper. Ah, how blessed we are to have a warm house, plenty of dry firewood, a full pantry, and a truck out of the ditch! — Jackie