15/08/2022
I'll begin this by saying, God's hand of protection was over us this weekend and especially in this situation. There were quite a few things that could have gone quite differently and I'm so thankful it ended up how it did.
Yesterday afternoon I had to dump my truck and horse trailer into the ditch. It was one of those split second decisions that happened automatically and I'm glad I knew what to do in that situation.
To give the setting, we were heading down from a weekend of horse camping in the mountains, I had my friend Lydia Cotterell in the truck with me and my dog and our two horses, Tavik and Rojo were in the trailer. We were making our way down a pretty steep decline coming towards a small town going about 40mph. Given my huge load I was back about eight car lengths from the car ahead of me so I could have room to react in just such a situation. All the sudden a couple bicyclists pulled right out in front of the car before me causing them to slam on their brakes and stop suddenly to avoid hitting them (I still don't know how they were able to stop fast enough, I was sure the bikers were gonna get hit) I in turn had to slam my brakes as well and began skidding towards them. I knew I wasn't going to come to a stop before crashing into their rear and probably ramming them forward into the bikes that were standing dumbly in the middle of the lane in front of them. So I decided instead to dump my truck and horses into the ditch on the side of the road. We came to a stop quickly but pretty smoothly for the circumstances. I recall sitting there dased for a second and saying "well, I guess I can turn this off" before shutting off my engine. But as soon as I could take in what had happened (so like 1 second later) I threw my door open (which was difficult at that angle) and ran back to check the horses. I was sure they would be on their sides flailing around trying to get footing given that the trailer floor was at about a 45 degree angle. I was amazed to see them both on their feet, butts higher than their heads because of the angle, and very calm. Next I notice my dog, super excited to get out of the car, bouncing around... in the middle of the highway! I yelled for her and literally picked her up by her scruff and THREW her into the truck. By then the lady from the car in front of us came back to check if we were ok and conveniently the bikers who caused the accident continued on with their ride and were gone. We decided to put Hazel (my dog) in the lady's car so she would be safe and she called the cops to come help us out. I remember the firetruck coming, siren blazing, to block traffic for us, meanwhile our "wild" mustangs balanced in their trailer box and swished flies. The sheriff and his recruit partner got there next and helped us figure out the best course of action. We decided to get the horses out of the trailer so the truck would be able to get pulled out without causing more jarring for them. So, ladies and gentlemen, we unloaded two mustangs into the highway (4 lane very busy) with only one direction of traffic stopped for us and led them to a kind neighbor's front yard where he offered for us to hold them back from the road. It was pretty nice actually, the yard had lush grass and had some trees between it and the main road making it feel less like the side of the highway and more calm for them. All of you who have been following my progress with Tavik can guess what he did next, went to town on the grass! To shorten the story a bit I'll just say, sheriff assessed the truck and since there didn't seem to be damage we thought it might be drivable, recruit got to hold Tavik for me while I figured stuff out, tow truck took an hour to get to us, pulled truck and trailer out in minutes and we decided to test drive the truck a couple miles to a weigh station so we could assess drivability. At that point we had to re- load our horses into the trailer that had just thrown them all around, while it was parked in the lane of a busy highway! I cannot tell you how thankful I am for the time I spent teaching him to load because he had NO hesitation. Literally stepped right in. I turned right to all the people watching and said "that in impressive for any horse!!! But this one is 100 days out of the wild!" Once the horses were loaded we started the drive to the weigh station, as soon as we got moving I could tell something was off with the alignment. My steering wheel was a full half turn to the left just to keep the tires straight and it was pulling against me the entire time. We went super slow the entire way there and I knew I wasn't going to be able to haul the rest of the two hours home like that. At the weigh station we figured out insurance stuff with the tow truck guys and they leave and we decide to wait for my dad to come see if he can fix it before calling up a friend with a truck to get us home. We were looking at an hour wait for dad plus fixing and/ or waiting for an extra truck so we were gonna be there for a while. As I'm looking around our area I notice the property just behind the station has fencing unmistakably for horses. We decided to go ask the owner if there was a field our horses could wait in instead of the hot trailer at the weigh station on the highway. We meet this super nice older gentleman who said "yes! They can totally stay in his pasture" and he goes on to tell us about horses he used to have and how he missed seeing horses out in his pastures. So our horses got a nice green shaded pasture rather than the hot trailer. Such a blessing! Once my dad got there he worked his mechanical magic and fixed my alignment in minutes. We thanked the neighbor, loaded back up, and drove an uneventful two hours home after that.