The Night

While the disc tournament days went well, not so much for the nights. Thursday night required retrieving belongings of two disc'ers that walked to the lodge from Hurrah. Friday night was a lost disc golfer who had taken a wrong turn on an old uranium mine road. Just prior to attempting the hairpin turn Lissa, on the downhill side of the front seat, ask Tom if he was sure he'd make it and Tom said "At worst we'll roll twice." The road gave out under the right rear wheel of the truck and it was a little closer than it should have been. Lissa spent the next 30 minutes directing Tom 2 inches back and 1 inch forward over and over again until Tom was able to make the hairpin off camber in reverse and they retrieved the lost disc'er. On Monday morning Tom was on Hurrah re-examining the hairpin in the daylight. In retrospect while Tom believes the two roll maximum to still be true, it's only because the balance of the journey would have been straight down. If you're out there somewhere Lissa, whoops, sorry bout that.