Stuck

I should have posted this sooner, but as my excuses go, I was busy.

Sometimes our mornings go fast and we can get out the wire pretty quick, sometimes they take a little longer. This particular morning took quite a lot longer. It started out with comms issues, then the quagmire talked KC into directing his truck into it's grasp. Mind you, this was only about 75 yards from where we park our trucks. This particular mission was our routine one to resupply and allow our church goers the opportunity. Needless to say, they were late.

Normally KC wouldn't have posed so proudly for this photo, but I convinced him that I humbly would have. Ha.

The M-88 had some problems but finally got the truck out.

The thing with these trucks is their weight and high center of gravity. Pulling it out takes some care. Our interpreter, Michael, was a little upset. He was due to go on leave.

Now this is how we know when Major Brott isn't happy. He stands apart from everyone with a frown on his face, most likely contemplating how best to deliver an @$$ chewing.

Yep, it's stuck. Here the dirt has a clay consistency and is dificult to dry. It takes a lot for the ground to absorb water, but when it does, it stays there, hiding itself with a dry outer layer.

Tune in next time for more wacky adventures...