Six tires down

We are now in day 4 of the flatbed sinking into the mud twenty miles from home. Twenty-five yards from the line of hives the tires started to spin, so I backed around to face downhill. The plan was to go do my work and have an easy escape, but instead the hillside sucked the truck into the ground. Two-wheel drive truck no move. Now we shall see how many dry days we need to pull it out. In the meanwhile, everything gets transported in the less convenient half-ton hauler…. I’ll try to remember to take a picture before we pull it out–it’s a candidate for one of those things to laugh about later.