Cape Elizabeth, Maine.
Ocean breezes. Smell of clam flats. Beach goers strolling along the road.
There was supposed to be a guy with a 'backhoe' to load this. He got hung up somewhere and the 'backhoe' was in the way. We weren't really equiped for an adventure and had to go to a NAPA for a come-along. Just as we reached the final manouver, the guy showed up and pushed it up on to the trailer.
My thousandth post.
Ocean breezes. Smell of clam flats. Beach goers strolling along the road.
There was supposed to be a guy with a 'backhoe' to load this. He got hung up somewhere and the 'backhoe' was in the way. We weren't really equiped for an adventure and had to go to a NAPA for a come-along. Just as we reached the final manouver, the guy showed up and pushed it up on to the trailer.
My thousandth post.