you forgot to throw in the not so bright part there

......... I was feeling pretty good after our trail blazing adventure at the capt's place and on my way home about an hour from my house I noticed a little trail running down one of the powerlines. I couldn't help but check it out, and doing so I broke the cardinal rule of NEVER WHEEL ALONE!!! The powerline trail was fine it had some good hill climbs and rutted up sections....... all was going well until I came to a creek crossing at the bottom of one of the hills. It was very over grown and the trail was faint (should have been a sign to turn around

) I decided to give it a go, and was having a little trouble crossing it and finally decided just to power thru it. what I didn't know because it was hidden by the dense vegitation was there was a large boulder directly in my path on the other side. The momentum I had built crossing the creek slammed my front pumpkin into the boulder and as a result I was high centered in a bad kind of way neither front tire was touching the ground and I had no traction in there rear. I was screwed to say the least........ and of course I had no winch and not even my Hi-lift jack with me. I was a mile in on the trail and in a very remote corner of McCormick co. with huge thunderstorm popping up all around........... I was really kicking myself for being such a dumbass!!! However by some miracle of God, I had full cell service

and was lucky enough that my sister was at home, I got her to bring me my hi-lift..... it only took her 2hours to get to me too

...... while waiting for her I used my axe to cut down trees and tried to make wedges to dislodged my front diff. but to no avail, I tried stacking rocks under the tires to get a moments traction......... nothing I did worked, this was probaly the worst I have ever been stuck. After an hour of working I decided to start hiking out to meet my sister at the start of the powerline trail, I came across two copper heads and a water mocasin and managed to have 6 ticks hitch a ride one me on my long hike out. My sister finally arrived around 3pm with the jack, and I proceeded to hike the mile back to the cruiser with the heavy ass hilift slung over my shoulder up and down all the steep ass hills between me and my 40. Once at the cruiser with the hi-lift I used it to jack up the front end high enough to clear the diff. and I got in to cruiser and rev'ed the engine to about 3k and popped the clucth in reverse launching me backwards off the boulder and slamming me sideways into the the creek bed, but I was finally free

So I quickly tucked tail turned around and headed out......... I learned a hard lesson, always have recovery equipment with you and never ever wheel alone....... these are all things I have long know, but I let my curiousity and bad judgement get the best of me, but it all worked out in the end
I am just sorry I have no picks, it would help you guys really appreciate the situation I was in