So Adam and I went hunting last week on Rememberence day, nice day, perfect weather, we were just about at the spot where we normally park the truck when to our surprise, the rickity old bridge that we had been driving over for the last couple of years, had finally gotten partially washed away. It's approx 6am and nice and dark out. We found a couple of railway ties in the middle of the bridge(what's left of it) that were blocking our way. So, down comes the tailgate, I lay down on the tailgate and Adam backs the truck into the water. I had to tie a strap around the railway tie and pull it out of the way. I wish I had a picture of it. Anyway, we managed to get both railway ties pulled out of the way. We looked and noticed that there was just enough room to get the truck accross the bridge. So we did...It worked, surprisingly! We went hunting in the morning and wwent to our usual lunch spot, Curly Portables, managed to cross the bridge again.
After returning from Curly's we noticed that even more of the bridge had washed away and we were not sure if we should try crossing it....we did anyway! :)
We were almost halfway accross with the front tires when the front passenger side tire dropped and hung up. well, it was a good try...so we backed the truck up, going to have to hoof it to the stands... We noticed while we were crossing the bridge that there was a Quad parked on the other side. So of course, what is the first thing that we think of?? Someone is using our stands! So we start making our way to the stands when this 1 ton flat bed comes down the trail. Apparently, the guy on the Quad hadn't noticed that the bridge wasn't umm..shall we say..complete. He swamped the bike. Apparently when he stood up in the river, he was up to hius arm pits. Good thing the truck didn't go off on that side. We helped him load the bike onto the truck. Poor bastard... Wonder if anyone has tried fixing the bridge yet...will go back this weekend and have a look... I should get some pictures of it and show ya's..