|Plotting an imminent road trip|
|The togs (shirt, boots and bag) I escaped with for a change of clothes from a mud suit|
(An anniversary ritual of sorts)
Thanks that surreal night to Howard & Wally for rallying at 4:33 a.m.
Thanks to Marcus for trying to breach a river of mud to reach us.
And thanks to the first responders who eventually broke through with axes, determined the best exit ramp and led us through waist-deep mud the hell out of there.
(And hell it was.)