Snow Bunting

Yesterday, this farm road was beckoning to me. Go ahead, Sandy, come on in, it said. So I did. The road surface was dried mud and looked pretty good and it was...until I turned into another field way down at the end. Wonderful to be able to go deep into the fields like that. Scared up at least three harriers that were lingering near the ditch, but couldn't get a shot. Anyway, I realized that the next field I was in was pretty sloppy, so did a back around to aim my car back in the right direction. That's when I got stuck. Car wouldn't go backward and couldn't go forward. I was in a bit of a panic, so got out of the car and walked over to the ditch and pulled on some vegetation I could shove under my front tires to get some traction. It didn't work. Oh my god! At this point I was wondering if BCAA would ever be able to find me if I called them for a tow. Then I remembered I had a piece of cedar wood in my car that I use to prop up the hood when I have my canoe on the roof. I shoved that under the wheel and still my tires couldn't get traction. Good grief, now I was in a panic and swore I would never do this again if I ever was able to get out of there. I put the piece of wood back under the tire sideways this time, and stepped on the gas gently, first in reverse then forward, repeating the process several times. Nada!! Then in exasperation, I just floored it. Whirring tires, mud flying everywhere, and finally the front tire grabbed onto the piece of wood and I was free. Geez. Anyway, the reward for all this angst was seeing a small flock (six) of Snow Buntings out there foraging in the field.

Done