Last Thursday, as we were doing preliminary setup, the weather was great. Blue skies and comfortable temperatures. Friday it was cloudy with occasional showers so it was pleasant enough that I couldn’t really complain about the weather. But Saturday it rained. We had mud. It turned the farm fields and some of the dirt roads we used for movement around Boomershoot into greasy mud. That morning Barron got his pickup stuck attempting to get to Mecca and help make targets:
I was able to pull him out with my vehicle without much effort.
I was concerned I wouldn’t be able to get my vehicle, pulling a trailer with about 900 pounds of targets from Mecca to the Taj. David offered to bring his 4-wheel drive pickup with mud tires over to help if needed. I agreed and he made it past the place where Barron got stuck but then we got his pickup stuck a before we reached my vehicle. I should have tried getting out before putting him at risk. And I could have had him park in a safer place rather than guiding him to a spot that was potentially unsafe. It was really greasy.
I, with some difficulty, was able to claw my way away from Mecca and get the trailer to a safe spot, unhook it, and connect up to David’s pickup. I was unable to move him.
Brother Gary brought another 4-wheel drive pickup and couldn’t even get up the hill to get into position to perhaps help. I came up with a way using a hoist and a long tow-strap/chain/cable and a tree and Brother Doug brought the tools for that endeavor over and helped until he had to leave to meet a mechanic who came to help fix a broken tractor.
I lost about 2.5 hours getting David unstuck when the original plan was that he was going to help me. Ahhh… the irony.
I was able to get the trailer to the Taj, unload it, unhook it, and get into Orofino for the dinner on time. Thanks to Barron running the Saturday High Intensity event while I was delayed!
Here is what my vehicle looked like after I made it to Orofino:
These are my coveralls and shoes (I deliberately rotated my feet outward to show the mud on the insides of my legs):
Six o’clock the next morning, in preparation for the Sunday long range event, Barb and I connected my SUV to the trailer at the Taj then loaded the trailer with over 1000 pounds of targets and slid down the greasy chute from the Taj to the Boomershoot tree line. There was some sideways sliding toward a small tree but we made it out without serious problems.
We delivered the targets to the tree line and hillside right on time at 7:00 AM when Jacob showed up to help place the targets on the stakes.