Thursday, July 14, 2016

Field Trip Summer: A Tow Truck

This week's field trip was supposed to have been to a working ranch that is still run the way it would have been 100+ years ago.  They use horses to pull wagons, plows, threshing machines and more. We were supposed to go on a wagon ride, visit with cowboys and try chuck wagon food.  We were supposed to tour the old ranch house and barns.  We were supposed to see a lot of cows.

Instead, we got to ride in a tow truck.

Six in the back, two in the front (plus the tow truck driver)!
All eight of us.

About 85 miles into Montana, the gas pedal on the Suburban stopped responding.  We limped along until we could pull off of the freeway and found ourselves waiting for the tow truck on this pretty roadside meadow.  The kids were super good, playing and eating their sack lunches.  The temperature was lovely, so besides the fact that we now had an expensive fuel pump repair bill ahead and we were missing our field trip, things could have been much worse.

 Two hours later, we piled in and drove the 25-30 miles into town.  Mercifully, the rain waited until we were in the cab of the truck!  The rain waited, but the baby could not.  Let's just say, I needed about fifteen baby wipes to clean up her diaper (and my lap)!

Ample room in the car being towed!
For two more hours, we messed around in the weeds behind the mechanic's shop.  Dad was a champion, playing running, jumping, and spinning games.  We stayed busy chasing grasshoppers, telling stories, and creating makeshift tic-tac-toe boards out of gravel and twigs.  The mechanic patched us up enough that we were able to get back on the road, with the promise to keep the gas tank full and not to go over 60 MPH.  Done.

We turned around and camped for a night in a very pretty little spot.  By this time, we were glad for a more family friendly location.

A nice fire, relief at having gotten this far without further car troubles, and the peaceful campsite was welcomed.  What is it about a forest that so quickly calms my nerves?

Playing in the creek.
It takes teamwork to keep this little one happy.
Centuries old cottonwood tree.
For the fairies.
I'm goin' fishin'!
The next day, we packed up, said a heartfelt prayer, and headed out to finish our journey.  We made it home, unpacked the car and took it immediately to the mechanic to finish the work started in Montana.

It turned out to be a very expensive field trip, but there were many things for which to be grateful:  no one was injured, we have roadside assistance through our insurance, the weather was nice, the kids were great, we had food, the mechanical trouble is repairable, we made it home safely.

And now we can all say we've taken a ride in a tow truck!

1 comment:

  1. Camilla is making a Medicine Wheel! No kidding... it looks exactly like one.
    Mother and Dads attitude make all the difference in these situations. Good for you.