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