It came and it went. The snow "storm" that grazed Greenville, SC has finally all melted away. At least for my 3 year-old-son, Kent, it was enough to run around in and watch his footsteps melt behind him.
It wasn't the snow that got me this past weekend though, it was mud.
My friend and co-founder of The Queen PhotograpHERs of SC, Sierra and I ventured out to an area nearby my house to capture the ethereal, cold, white stuff around a quaint, little pond. We drove to the property and were first met by the barks of two dogs. We got out of the car and tried to plan how we'd pass through the lot to get to the pond, but our fear of the unknown with the protective dogs outweighed our interest in choosing that path. We set back in our cars to get a little closer.
We noticed that the pond and the seating areas around it were fenced off. Driving by, we saw a lightly trodden path, just behind it. We turned off into the path to see if we could get a bit closer. Unfortunately, that was also a fail and we decided to go to a less complicated location.
I lead the way out of a muddy lower bank, only to have my wheels spin, digging into more muck.
"Are you stuck," Sierra asked me.
I was hoping that she, in her Jeep, had much better luck than I did with my Sonata. No cigar. The two of us were stuck on someone else's property, just waiting to be found out. We both kept trying to get out, only to slide back into the mud. I'd called my husband to come and help, hoping he could coach us out. I ran up to the road when I saw his car and along came a 4x4 pickup who stopped and asked if we were stuck.
Stopping the traffic behind him, he grabbed some slings from the back of his truck, preparing to try to pull us out. *HALLELUJAH* During this time, another 4x4, coming from the opposite direction also stopped and asked if he needed help. He then parked his truck and got out. BOTH LANES WERE NOW STOPPED WITH AT LEAST 5 CARS BEHIND EACH TRUCK! While I was thankful, I was also embarrassed. I could only think of the other drivers who were being held up for a driver's lapse of judgement. Man, I've never been so thankful and embarrassed all at once.
About 10 minutes (at least it seemed that long anyway) into rigging and digging, my car was the first to be pulled out of the mud. Sierra soon followed out. Traffic had backed up so bad that once both cars were back on the main road, everyone cleared almost instantly. We didn't get to properly thank the two men who helped us. I've shared the story on several local Facebook groups, in hopes that we will someday (hopefully soon) be able to show our gratitude.
In the meantime, I will carefully survey an area before I decide to drive my car though. But make no mistake about it, the shot will always be worth it, so I'll continue to scout new locations for you guys! ;)