First snow. The first big storm of the year caught me before I could put the studs on . When I turned onto the main road this morning, I began to drift in slow motion towards the ditch.
Stuck. Although just barely off the shoulder, two wheels were in the mucky, flowing ditch. I wasn't going anywhere.
Rescued. Musher Scott and his chained-up Bobcat came to my rescue. It took him all of 10 seconds to pull me out. We have the best neighbors!
Damage. I just grazed the metal post for the 25 MPH sign on my way off the shoulder. What a bummer.