So the Ranger got to spend the night in the woods. The new tires with the super grip were covered in mud. The truck sat there where it slid off the logging road, buried deep in some wet mud with a totally ticked off owner who was mad as everything.
This afternoon, I went over to my brother, Tom's to head out on a Ranger rescue. We hooked up his trailer and loaded his tractor. At least I knew having a tractor with tire chains would get me out. We traveled about 20 miles down to the lease and headed up the big hill to drag out the Ranger.
We unloaded the tractor about half way back to the truck. We piled chains, shovel, chain saw, and jumper cables into the tractor's front end bucket. Then we headed back through the woods to the spot of the buried green truck.
When we got back to the scene of the disaster, I noticed that it didn't look like the front tires were throwing much mud. As I looked closer, I could tell the four wheel drive wasn't working. No wonder the Ranger spun out and ended in a sink hole. Then the passenger hub caught my eye.
I told Tom, I wonder if the hubs are locked in. A quick look and I was madder than ever. We locked the hubs in, I started the truck, and then I pulled out of the mess. The good news--the Ranger was rescued. The bad news--it really just needed a driver who was a little more than a half wit.
I can't wait to load the dogs in the morning and see what kind of disaster awaits.