Still not in credit with the gods of karma...
Bloody hell!
After a lovely day at Manfield yesterday followed by prizegiving, we headed off home via HW 50, about a two and half hours away...yeah right!
First we stopped to help some farmer whose young cattle had got out of the paddock and were wandering around on the main road in the dark..silly things, don't they know not to play on the road?
Got on to 50, and although it was drizzling lightly, the conditions weren't bad. Planned to drop a mate off in Tikokino, have a coffee and get home at a reasonable time...yeah right!
Just south of Ongaonga, we spot a car in the distance with hazard lights going, so slow down. As we get closer we can see a 4wd facing towards the car, straddling the north bound lane, with its arse end in the south bound lane. Fearing a head on, we stop to render assistance. We then see the jumper leads from the 4wd to the car, a Subaru driven by a young girl. It is an odd place to be needing a jump start, but then we see a 3rd vehicle in the ditch.
Turns out the vehcle in the ditch was heading south, came in to the corner too hot, lost it and ended up on the other side of the road, in the ditch facing north. The guy said something ran out in front of him and he slammed on the brakes. The "something" was of indeterminate nature and size. He could not tell me if it was the size of a possum or the size of a cow...and we let people like this drive??? The girl in the Subaru had stopped (on the road) to see if he was okay, (he was), and then couldn't get her car to start.
The 4 wd had also stopped to help and offered the use of jumper leads. BTW, they don't work if the immobilser switch on your remote has been activated...yeah, we let people like that drive too!
Subaru can now go...but she is going to take the driver of the car in the ditch to Palmy, so waits, still parked on the road, but at least she does have her hazards on.. By now, Speights_Bud and Gurl_racer have turned up. Her car has everything one could need, including hi-vis vest, which she dons and proceeds to warn other traffic that there is a wee bit of a hazard ahead.
John and Mike and SB decide we can get the car out of the ditch, so attach the cargo strop from the 4 wd to the little sucker that is well and truly wedged between the fence and the bank, and we try and teach the Asian dude how to tow something.. yeah right.
At the same time, we also try to warn the gathering hordes of useless bystanders that it is not really sensible to a) stand in the middle of the road at night wearing dark clothing and b) to stand near a strop under tension...yeah, a lot of those were drivers too...
Car out of the ditch and we determine that it is pretty well f***ed. The farmer turns up to inspect his fence which SB has tried to repair. Mike drives the shitter to the farmers place for storage overnight and we head off to Tiko for that coffee...yeah right!
Kettle boiled, coffee poured...ah, that first scalding sip is like nectar...
Whats that...the phone... who the hell could that be at this time of night (it is now 10.30).
Suffice it to say that there is a car over the bank at the top of the bluffs (around those two 45 k corners on the Napier end) and our rescue services are needed again. Coffee goes down the sink...bugger!!!
So we head off again. Nobody is hurt but the car is just a little wee dot a long way down that bank. It isn't going anywhere tonight, but SB's fencing skills come in handy again as does GR's Hi vis vest. The car has taken out the battens of 10 metres of fence, dead centre between the strainer posts! Mstrs stops in the middle of the outside of the corner to shine his headlights for Paddy...man, you want to see that boy fix a fence...glad to see you learned some skills off your old man, Paddy. I don the Hi Vis to go up the road and warn traffic of the rather large Holden blocking the road...it carries my man, and I haven't finished with him yet!!
Finally about midnight we head back into Napier..a quick trip to the medical centre (yeah right) to check that our now passengers are none the worse for wear and finally pull in to our driveway at about 1.30 am.
Bugger the coffee, we just head for bed. It was a long day...
Oh yeah, the karma bit....why won't my fucken car start...after all those good deeds...life just ain't fair!!!
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