Originally Posted by
fixthecopier
I actually got my truck buried going to a call. This part of the state is called the sand hills for good reason. A unit from Germany was over to do a live fire artillery exercise. They had rented a machine from us and called a work order in. The poc gave me directions that took me through those dirt roads right through the middle of the ranges. After 20 minutes of driving roads made for tanks and Hummers, I rounded a corner and hit a sand bar and buried my truck. Got out and walked about a mile or so til I saw some troops in a Hummer and flagged them down. They pulled me out. When I got to the camp, it was 50 feet from the paved road that circumvents the ranges. I am pointing to the pavement and looking at the poc like WTF? He shrugged and said he had no idea where that road went, as they had been using the trails all week.
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