This afternoon we decided to enjoy the nice weather by taking a walk. Our choice for a walking spot was a beach. As we drove towards the beach, we passed a sign that said, “Fresh eggs, honey, chicken, pork, beef!” In the mood to explore and with the hopes that I would be able to buy fresh pork belly, we turned down the gravel road.
The gravel crunched under our wheels as we passed dilapidated buildings and a rusting tractor. I wondered what we would do if another car came from the opposite direction because the road was narrow and there was no room to pull over. I started thinking this road was more likely to lead us to a haunted barn rather than a farm.
After turning a corner, we came to a couple of fenced in pastures and a stop sign. We stopped at the sign and were immediately swarmed by all types of fowl. Ducks, chickens, and geese surrounded our car. Goats and sheep came to the fence, watching in amusement and adding their voices to the choir of quacks.
There wasn’t a farmstand in sight and I couldn’t imagine how anyone would buy any of the items the sign had claimed to sell. All we saw was a second sign near the stop sign saying to call the cell number indicated for help with farm matters.
Clearly this was a bust. I wasn’t going to find any pork belly here. We decided to turn around and just head to the beach but we couldn’t figure out how to turn around. We were completely surrounded by very large birds. As much of a carnivore as I am, I don’t want to actually have to kill my meat. I’d much rather have someone else do the dirty work. Plus, I didn’t want a roadkill mess on my car.
I decided to drive into the large field to our left. There were only a couple of ducks wandering around in there so I felt it would be easy to maneuver around the ducks, turn around, and drive out. You can see the spot I headed for in the image, just to the right of the ducks & rooster. You may also spot something I neglected to see: water.
Off I went, straight into the mud. Immediately, the car stopped. I could not drive forward or backward. I was stuck in the mud. If this had been one of my grandson’s books, the animals would have all pitched in to push us out. Luckily one of the farm hands was available to help. With him and my husband pushing, we were able to free the car.
No more driving down unpaved roads for me!