Last night my friend Patrick offered that we go canoeing today but in the evening, he called me to let me know he hadn’t managed to find a trailer to transport it to the river so instead he proposed we go on an expedition in his 4×4. I’d never done canoeing in this time of the year and was curious to see how it would be but I thought going for a ride could be fun too.
And it was, we manage to get to places where normal cars couldn’t and had a laugh on the way. Everything was going fairly smoothly until we decided to follow this road running across a meadow and which lead to a small rise. As it turned out, this rise was someone’s field on which cereal grew. We turned around as we didn’t want to vandalise it and made our way along the very same road where we came. The ground was saturated with water as it had rained the day before and it became unstable after our second attempt to go on it. The car got bogged down.
Obviously we tried to get the car out of the mud pool and we put lots and lots of twigs and branches but with each of our tries, the car sank deeper and deeper. We must have spent over an hour trying to get it out but each of our attempts failed, so Patryk called his fiancée and her brother who soon came to our rescue. After several more minutes of coming up with ideas and trying them out, the car was finally on stable ground.
Unfortunately, at the end of our ‘mission’ I looked like someone who’d been having a mud bath in his clothes.
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