My husband and I were driving through a remote part of Colorado. We had taken my Jeep Grand Cherokee Lorado, but he was driving. There was a patch of mud that for some unknown reason called him to drive through. I warned him it would get us stuck, because it was obviously clay.
Having grown up on a farm and having entered science fair projects about the area where I grew up’s dirt I was pretty familiar with the different types of soil in existence in the United States of America. When it appears the same as the clay I grew up around, didn’t see any reason it couldn’t exist in the state of Colorado. Sure enough he drove into the mud pit and got us stuck. If you know anything about the ability to get mired in a clay pit, you know the normal ways of dislodging yourself from…
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