Yesterday my Dad called and asked us if we wanted to head up to Kelly's Canyon with him. (FYI: our jeep is the one in the back, my dad's is the nicer one!!) We decided to go and see how our jeep would handle. Sometimes it doesn't like to start, so I have to admit....I was a little worried. So we left the house about one o'clock and met my parents up at the ski hill.
Unfortunately, there was not as much snow as we were hoping. Even though there was only about two inches of snow, my wonderful husband still managed to get us stuck. Actually, it had nothing to do with the snow. I think he was just trying to make it more exciting. Some people try to avoid the big huge ruts, but Mike decided to drive into one. I got out to push, and being the genius that I am......I stood in front of the tire that was spinning, and flipping lots of mud! I should have taken a picture, I was nice and dirty after that!
After about 10 or 15 minutes of trying to get out, Mike decided to get out the jack. We had no idea where my dad disappeared to! It would've been nice to have a little help. Haha. Thankfully, the jack worked wonderfully. We found my Dad about two minutes later!
Mike was really happy when we finally found a puddle that wasn't frozen over. We had to go through it a few times and take some pictures!Going down the hill.....