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New stuff can have big surprises.
Long time ago (1976) we were parked overnight at Wild Rose campground in Death Valley in our 65 Dodge PU with camper shell. the guy next to us had a new Oldsmobile, and a new 18’ travel trailor.
He chided me about traveling in such an old rig.
He left the camp shortly later, but we stayed long enough to have breakfast, then set out to see the lime kilns which were southwest of there on a long rough road.
About 1/2 hour down that road we encountered the Olds and trailor stuck in a wash that the road ran through. I pulled by him and chained up to the front of the Olds and pulled him up on the top, car trailor and all, and then unhooked and continued on to the kilns.
On the way out there he was again at the wash, trailor stuck, car on top, but transmission toasted from trying to pull the trailor out.
I hooked up again and pulled them out and then continued pulling then to the ranger station on the highway. No ranger in sight, and public phone out of order.
I ended up towing them all the way to Indian wells before we found a working phone (IOW up the steep grade at the east side of the valley).
I couldn’t resist asking him what he thought of old Dodge pickups now.
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Yeah,
I did learn to drive on an Olds 88. (Fast and powerful) but there is more to driving to haul a trailer. Good story. Shows how folks on the road help one another. BTW we pulled with a Ford pick up. Last one was a diesel. It could haul anything, and our trailer was over 10,000 lbs. So I know.