todds112
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Sunday was a really nice day here, in the low 60's and sunny. Took the M923 out for a spin. Ended up going up into the hills for a little while. "Most" of the snow was melted off and "most" roads were pretty dry. The truck was driving great.
Here a pic from when things were going great. That's the Grand Tetons in the background.
Now I was just going for a little ride, not an adventure. I had my small toolkit, jack, those sort of things. I was wearing my usual T-shirt, jeans, and cowboy boots. It was warm didn't need a jacket...
So I noticed the entrance to a favorite drive was thawed out. There were other tracks going in already, let's go. Going was easy, truck never hesitated. The road starts to go up a bit in elevation and there was still snow on the road. It was really hard, packed-down snow. Going was still easy. It started to get questionable and I decided I should turn around and not to to "push it" to the ther side. I did a 3 point turn to go back down and...bogged down and got stuck. I did have the front axle locked, but it just sank in and started to dig in. Oh crap! I was about 6 miles in and stuck in my 24,000 pound truck. I was alone.
Many mistakes coming together now. My CTIS is still on the fritz, so I didn't have the tires aired down like I should have. It's starting to get dark. I tried what I could by myself: logs under the tires, aired the tires down, etc. Just dug in deeper. I knew there was a point I needed to start walking out before it got too dark and cold. There was no cell service. I walked a couple miles before I got service and called for a ride. Walked another mile or so before the ride could get to me. Walking along I noticed wolf tracks on the road I was now walking. OH, I also didn't bring any firearm that I always carry in the woods.
I finally made the "walk of shame" out. I was muddy, wet, very cold, soaking wet feet (boots not waterproof). Almost fell several times on the snow due to crappy footwear. I was totally dejected and a bit freaked out by now. No I didn't get any pictures that night. I was more in survival mode and didn't document it.
I called a tow company and they agreed to try it. They only have a small light duty tow truck. We barely even made it to the truck. Of course their little winch didn't even budge the truck and they gave up. NOw I'm really freaked out. I have clear visions of my truck burned, shot full of holes, canabalized, etc. that seems to happen to every truck left abandoned in the woods. It was a long sleepless night for me...
Here a pic from when things were going great. That's the Grand Tetons in the background.
Now I was just going for a little ride, not an adventure. I had my small toolkit, jack, those sort of things. I was wearing my usual T-shirt, jeans, and cowboy boots. It was warm didn't need a jacket...
So I noticed the entrance to a favorite drive was thawed out. There were other tracks going in already, let's go. Going was easy, truck never hesitated. The road starts to go up a bit in elevation and there was still snow on the road. It was really hard, packed-down snow. Going was still easy. It started to get questionable and I decided I should turn around and not to to "push it" to the ther side. I did a 3 point turn to go back down and...bogged down and got stuck. I did have the front axle locked, but it just sank in and started to dig in. Oh crap! I was about 6 miles in and stuck in my 24,000 pound truck. I was alone.
Many mistakes coming together now. My CTIS is still on the fritz, so I didn't have the tires aired down like I should have. It's starting to get dark. I tried what I could by myself: logs under the tires, aired the tires down, etc. Just dug in deeper. I knew there was a point I needed to start walking out before it got too dark and cold. There was no cell service. I walked a couple miles before I got service and called for a ride. Walked another mile or so before the ride could get to me. Walking along I noticed wolf tracks on the road I was now walking. OH, I also didn't bring any firearm that I always carry in the woods.
I finally made the "walk of shame" out. I was muddy, wet, very cold, soaking wet feet (boots not waterproof). Almost fell several times on the snow due to crappy footwear. I was totally dejected and a bit freaked out by now. No I didn't get any pictures that night. I was more in survival mode and didn't document it.
I called a tow company and they agreed to try it. They only have a small light duty tow truck. We barely even made it to the truck. Of course their little winch didn't even budge the truck and they gave up. NOw I'm really freaked out. I have clear visions of my truck burned, shot full of holes, canabalized, etc. that seems to happen to every truck left abandoned in the woods. It was a long sleepless night for me...