So, I'm out in Anzo Borrego state park checking out a hot springs RV park and future dirt biking adventures on Saturday. Driving the Redneck Mobeeeel. AKA 2006 Dodge 2500 diesel, 4 door, 4 wheel drive. AKA toyhauler, AKA almost midlife crisis toy, AKA whatever the jealous guys at work who can't afford one call it.
Anyway, came out of a trail onto HWY S2 and get immediately flagged down by two 20 somethings in a Chevy asking if I have any tow straps. I follow them about a 1/2 mile off the highway down a sandy wash. Their buddies Ford Ranger pre-runner style is buried up to the rear axle and half the bumper in the sand. Apparently they forgot the old adage that momentum is your friend in the sand. Hooked up the straps to their bumper and around my front tow hook and pulled them out of the stuff back to the HWY. They even gave me $20 bucks for bailing them out. Sweeeeeet!!!!!
No real point to the story but earned my good Samaritan for the week.
Let the truck brand smack talking begin.