Everything you always wanted
to know about off-roading

(Or... How I learned to stop worrying
and love my bobsledding car)

At about 9:20 a.m. on Saturday, Jan. 29, 2005 I was returning home to Evansville from Louisville.
I left Louisville in freezing rain, but roads were only wet, not icy, because of traffic
driving on them. Near Corydon on I-64, the precipitation turned to light snow, and about 10 miles
west of Corydon it became very heavy snow. As I passed the Tell City exit (79) the car's back end
came around on me in the snow and I slid off the road.

From there, an incredibly bizarre sequence of events led to me standing and watching our Saturn
leave me behind and going for its own olympic-caliber bobsled ride into a ravine, where it
eventually parked itself in a creek some 100+ feet off and below the on-ramp.

Even two state troopers working the accident had to laugh. The wrecker driver, after boasting on the
radio he could get his truck about anywhere, said "I can't get my truck there in this snow!"
Fortunately, Kenny Wright, a local logger, drove by and offered to come back on Sunday with a tractor
and remove the car. I wasn't sure even that would do it, but amazingly, he got the car out.

Here's the scene on Sunday, when thankfully, the snow and ice had melted...

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