I like week-ends to be somewhat organised and spontaneous…
So last week-end, we had a few things planned:
Saturday, we went to a very nice party at some friends’
Sunday: ‘road trip’ to St Petersburg to see the sun set, plus a visit to Dali’s Museum.
Monday, which was a holiday, we decided to drive back home, taking the small roads and discovering the country side. Before I go further, I need to state a couple of things:
- when it comes to navigation, I trust Philippe, no question asked - I always suspected he has some super-powers: he can look at any map and remember any details of it; he can find his way in any city even if he’s never been there before. So you see, he has super powers.
- when it comes to driving somewhere, I am very happy not to be behind the wheel; I have so many other more interesting things to do; enjoy the landscape, sleep, knit, read, sleep (^_-), sew…
So when he started driving off the road and taking some trails in the forest, everything was OK. But a few miles later and a few turns to the East, we ended up in a mud hole, and not a small one…in the middle of nowhere.
What do you do when you’re stuck in the middle of nowhere with no cell phone reception?
First, remember that 911 use a different network, and it always works.
Secondly, open Maps on your iPhone, press the location arrow, drop a pin, bookmark the location, walk a couple of miles or so until you finally get back on the network, text the bookmark to your daughter (who lives in the UK), ask her to try and find your coordinates (she did find them). In the meantime, Philippe tried to explain to the 911 operator where we were, and the operator tried to explain back that it is not possible because there was no road… really!?
Thirdly, keep calm, stay grouped, be patient, keep calm, think straight, save your food and water, you never know how long you are going to be there.
More than 4 hours later, our first rescuer finally found us, then a second one went to get a truck to get us out of our misery. While we were waiting for the truck to arrive, our rescuer told us all about the wildlife around us: hogs, deers, bobcats, alligators, hunters (lucky us, the hunting season closed the day before), meth addicts and meth cooking farms, people looking for a quiet, remote spot to dump… things.
In the end, we were back on safe ground at night fall… We learnt a few lessons, got quite scared but now I know that my husband has no super powers.
And another thing, I doubt that our rescuers will ever read my blog, but THANK YOU, thank you to those three guys who helped us out and0 did not leave us until we were safe.
BTW, we are staying at home this week-end.