Digging a Ditch

Iowa is kinda flat and, well, when it gets windy, snow drifts tend to happen.  Our landlord, Phil, warned us that one of the roads heading up to our place tends to be pretty bad when snow is blowing around.  As the title to this post suggests, he wasn’t wrong.

Meg and I were heading back from daycare this afternoon and turned onto Gable Ave toward home.  The northbound side of Gable was a touch more covered by snow than it was this morning when I was heading south.  By “a touch,” I mean a steady gradient of a few inches into a few feet as you got to the ditch.As such, the southbound side of Gable was just fine – the northbound, not so much.  Anyway, I was going faster than I should have (like…25-30 mph total, Mom…), and too close to the northbound side of the road, causing the car to slide into the embankment after the right wheel hit a deep spot.  We were fine, of course, and close enough to home that Brooke could come by with her car to transfer Meg into a vehicle that was…mobile.

Brooke brought a shovel along.  Sadly didn’t help much.  That car wasn’t moving.  We were ready to call the tow truck.

Thankfully, we live in rural Iowa, where almost everyone has a 4×4 truck.  Two very nice gentlemen, Jeremy and Josh, drove up in their 1/2 ton Chevy truck, attached some cabling between their truck and the frame of the Sportage, I put ‘er in reverse, and they pulled me out right quick.  A large Dodge Ram pulled up after them.  People were lining up to pull a car out of the ditch!

Regardless, it was a brief yet interesting experience.  I complain occasionally about living in the middle of nowhere, but sometimes, you’re glad that’s where you are.  Thanks to Jeremy and Josh and their Silverado.  🙂