Once I got the lathe stable on the unloading ramp, it was time to get
the truck out since the ground had started thawing. Kind of a
tight and muddy fit.
I caught some flak for giving the fence a little nudge at one point.
Perplexity sets in... I got the truck into the backyard, there must be
a way out, right? Visions of big, yellow yard art pass through
the mind.
But once again Beth came by to save the day. I had driven the
truck in going forwards, so we eventually figured we'd try to back it
out. Worked like a charm...
And we're out. You might observe the slightly mangled
gutter. Caught some more flak for that one. SWMBO was
spitting mad.
;;; eof