With fall coming to a close I'm getting anxious. The restaurant, working on cleaning it up, only 4, 5 hours a day, everyone is lazy, wants to knock off early...
Me as well. I finish my work after a week, the weather's getting cooler, rainy, and I know I'm out of time, have to get back up to the Crystal Mountain for one last haul...
One Last Haul. And, my final day of work, what should appear on the nearby mountaintops?
Snow. This is not good.
Finish work, grab some supplies, head North. A 3 hour drive, up the mountain, and I'm 6 KM up, slight traces of snow. But, the next climb it begins, at first a single centimeter, then an inch, then two, three, four, and then, the jeep isn't going any further, wheels spinning...
That's it, the season's done, goodbye to the mountain until next July. Now to try and get out of here...no turning around on this road, not here at least, and I gingerly begin to reverse...
Reverse is pretty easy, the jeep pretty much is sliding down the mountain, the brakes and steering are doing nothing (as my downward tiretracks illustrate...)
Yeah, and the edge, it doesn't look so bad in the pictures, trust me, it's bad. Hit a ditch, go over the edge, get in anyway stuck and the Jeep will be here until next summer. The 20 KM walk out doesn't scare me, but leaving the jeep up here for a year isn't an option. And see my braking and skids...
Finally, get turned around, now can slide/brake down forwards, until eventually I clear the snow...
And, finally, back to solid ground. Crazy thing was, it was still snowing, and if I could have made it I would have and been fucked on my escape.
So, a heavy libation poured out the window to the gods that showed mercy in the face of my untoward ambition. All things have their season. Until next year.