It’s much later in the day, and I hear the familiar crunch of gravel as a car passes next to my hooch. The crunch becomes louder, then the engine is speeding and I hear tires spinning uselessly.I open my door to see a pickup truck stuck on a pile of gravel, one tire dug through to the dirt and mud beneath. Two of the passengers get out and jump on the back to redistribute the weight; I snap a picture of them and we share a laugh.
Their attempt unsuccessful, I put my camera away and suggest we try just plain pushing the truck, and from the front we’re able to push it to steady ground. They thank me, back up, gain some speed, and get over the gravel pile on their next go.
