shtuck en zie mud!

"I never seen so much water!" Water pronounced "whar-tur". So says the fed ex man dropping off new winter wear for the horses. In fact its what everyone is saying around these here parts since we moved in. Well, that's just peachy. I love knowing that the reason my 4 wheel drive, heavy duty, ford is stuck 3 feet from my front door is due to some strange coastal weather anomaly. GREAT! For the second time this week Ive had to slog to the barn, in "good" clothes to extract humongous amounts of questionable hay to stuff under my tires in hopes it will give me just enough traction to get on a non rutted section of the yard in order to make my escape off the property. The place looks like some kind of scare crow killing fields! Well this all may be about to change. It seems my landlords suffered the same misfortune on a visit to their RV yesterday. Their 6 plus hour ordeal just happened to coincide with our day out to see Sherlock Holmes. Oops.....So after the movie we are enjoying a hot chocolate and wandering around in public when I finally remembered to turn my phone back on. That's when we got the message they where in need of some assistance. Its a real challenge to try to explain to harried, muddy, cold New York natives that 4 wheel drive is great for towing out smaller vehicles, IF said 4 wheeler is on ground where the tires can gain purchase. So we where only good for some sympathetic noises and limited company. (It was cold after all and we had stuff to do!) In any case their dilemma was solved by an even bigger truck with a thirty foot tow chain. After a few initial missteps that cost them their bumper, they where freed and wasted no time in getting down the drive. Before the rescue though I was told to expect gravel next week. Lots and lots of glorious gravel.