Each Saturday we try to find a new adventure to help keep life interesting. We just came back here from Tutuila and had been to the beach during the week, so Theron mentioned a trip to the BYU TV tower. He had to install some clamps on the transmitters to replace the twisted electric wire that was holding them in place.
We round up Gillettes, who are always game for an adventure, and Ellsworths have not been up the mountain to the tower, and needed some time away from the office work. Off we go fairly early in the morning. Theron is the only one who has been up this road and from his previous trip four months ago, he remembers the road to be 'driveable.' Well, it is sort of driveable, once we leave the main street, the weeds become 6 feet high on each side, it had rained the night before so the grass was slippery and the rocks and ruts were just a little more than the car could handle. Onward, onward, slower, slower. Ellsworths car gives up about halfway.
Cindy Gillette and I sit in the back of the Hyundai with the back door up, the other four pile into the seats. We drive a little further and the car hits bottom - jump out - walk. The car goes on and things level out, we all get back in and drive just a few feet and the car slides off the side into the wet grass. It's not going anywhere.
We call the guy over the motorpool to get a tow truck for us or 4-wheel drive pickup. Okay, he is now on his way up. Instead of waiting, we walk around the corner and there is the tower -- really not more than 50 feet. Theron and Elder Ellsworth climb to the top; Elder Gillette and his wife go down to meet the tow truck. Sister Ellsworth and I decide we can climb the tower, also. Tower climbed, clamps installed, success.
We have now walked down the hill to the meet the trucks. The tow truck only made it half way up the hill; it's only two wheel drive. They are in the process of hooking the tow truck to the 4-wheel drive pickup to pull the tow truck up to where our car is -- guess it's a Samoan logic thing. Elder Gillette suggests just taking the pickup truck and leaving the tow truck. That's a better idea; we just couldn't stand seeing a tow truck being towed up the hill to rescue our car which could barely make it as far as it did. It takes just a few minutes to pull our car out, get it turned around and started down the hill. In the meantime, we turn the tow truck and Elsworth's, car around and drive down to the bottom. Theron and Elder Ellsworth come a few minutes later in our car. We had just been talking about how fortunat we were not to wreck a car. Theron pulls up and guess what -- the left front fender is smashed in. On the drive down he had to drive with one wheel in the tall grass to get out of the ruts and a tree branch that was hidden by the grass got it! Glad it was on the side of the car that already had paint missing. I have to be very skinny to get in and out.
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| This is the Temple and Pesega School campus |
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| This is the view of our houses, center, with the Lotopa Chapel to the left. |
After all that, defeated by a tree branch; well, no one got hurt. We had our daily adventure and all was well for another weekend. The view from the tower is fantastic!!!
We round up Gillettes, who are always game for an adventure, and Ellsworths have not been up the mountain to the tower, and needed some time away from the office work. Off we go fairly early in the morning. Theron is the only one who has been up this road and from his previous trip four months ago, he remembers the road to be 'driveable.' Well, it is sort of driveable, once we leave the main street, the weeds become 6 feet high on each side, it had rained the night before so the grass was slippery and the rocks and ruts were just a little more than the car could handle. Onward, onward, slower, slower. Ellsworths car gives up about halfway.
Cindy Gillette and I sit in the back of the Hyundai with the back door up, the other four pile into the seats. We drive a little further and the car hits bottom - jump out - walk. The car goes on and things level out, we all get back in and drive just a few feet and the car slides off the side into the wet grass. It's not going anywhere.
We have now walked down the hill to the meet the trucks. The tow truck only made it half way up the hill; it's only two wheel drive. They are in the process of hooking the tow truck to the 4-wheel drive pickup to pull the tow truck up to where our car is -- guess it's a Samoan logic thing. Elder Gillette suggests just taking the pickup truck and leaving the tow truck. That's a better idea; we just couldn't stand seeing a tow truck being towed up the hill to rescue our car which could barely make it as far as it did. It takes just a few minutes to pull our car out, get it turned around and started down the hill. In the meantime, we turn the tow truck and Elsworth's, car around and drive down to the bottom. Theron and Elder Ellsworth come a few minutes later in our car. We had just been talking about how fortunat we were not to wreck a car. Theron pulls up and guess what -- the left front fender is smashed in. On the drive down he had to drive with one wheel in the tall grass to get out of the ruts and a tree branch that was hidden by the grass got it! Glad it was on the side of the car that already had paint missing. I have to be very skinny to get in and out.
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