When Whip and I walked out the front door for our nightly constitutional I could see car lights shining at the end of the driveway. I couldn't see a car but could hear an engine being revved and whine of tires spinning in snow. Top of a hill is a funny place to get stuck. I had my phone so went out to check what was going on. It was a truck in the ditch. The back lights of the truck illuminated it's tracks. He'd been driving in the ditch on the wrong side of the road for as far as I could see. The truck had stopped because my driveway blocks the ditch and the ditch is too deep to be able to just drive out. The first flakes of the latest snowstorm were starting. I couldn't see in the truck so knocked on the passenger side window. Took a couple of tries before the driver answered, "
Yah?" I asked if he had a phone and had called for help. He said he had called his buddy who would pull him out. Couldn't think of anything else I could do to help him.
"OK, as long as you've got someone coming." and I went back to my place. I checked out my window a short time later and there was a car that looked like it might be trying to pull the truck out ... but not succeeding. I called the sheriff. I explained what I'd seen and said maybe a deputy should evaluate the situation. Was surprised how quickly the deputy arrived. Eventually the car that looked like it was trying to help left and then the deputy's car slowly drove off too. Funny thing is it looked like the lights of the truck in the ditch were still on. I looked out my front door a couple more times. The last time I checked the lights were gone. Either the truck was pulled out, the truck's battery died, or the snow was coming down too heavy to see that far. I'm not walking out to see which it is. I'll either find out tomorrow or maybe it will make the Sheriff's Report.
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