It’s official: "spring breakup" has arrived, and the roads are falling apart. Around our house, we refer to the decomposing roads as "e-road-sion." At this time of year, you can really tell who lives on dirt roads and who does not. Filthy cars tell no lies.
The other day, an acquaintance pointed out that he’d waved at me as he drove by, but I didn’t see him. He then asked, "so what color IS your car?" Blue? Well no. Actually, my car is green, but clearly, he couldn’t tell because right now it is a homogeneous grayish-brown color.
Yes, it’s true, I drive about 7 miles of dirt road every time I go to town and back. And quite a bit of the road is on my car. As you can see in the Local Look photos this week, the roads to our house have turned into sucking mud ruts.
Part of me always finds it amusing that big rugged truck ads on TV show some guy driving through mud for giggles. Some places "off-roading" is a sport. Here you can stay on the roads and have pretty much the same experience. I’ve always thought it would be fun to send pictures of some particularly nasty North Idaho roads to Toyota and suggest they come here for their next commercial.
During spring breakup, the ruts, craters, and swamps making driving an adventure. If Toyota or Ford really want to prove how "tough" their cars are, I suggest that they come visit us in mud season for some serious suspension testing.