Walking through the woods searching for mushrooms I was startled by a vehicle In the middle of the woods. The law was on the way.
The county Sherrif sent two deputies and a West Des Moines police detective arrived. After milling around the car and a little head scratching they made some phone calls. 30 minutes later a wrecker arrived at my place. This is more company than I had for a while so I cracked open a beverage and enjoyed the show.
The tow truck was much larger than the vehicle and it didn't fit back in the woods. The driver decided to cut down some trees. I decided no. He wasn't happy so I offered him a beverage he and his helper both took one. The police did not seem to notice.
Three hours later, with a long cable, logs, and rocks, the car was wrenched out of the woods. A couple more phone calls, a couple more beverages and all the excitement was over. No more company.
It is not often that three police officers spend that much time on my land and no gets arrested.
Each morning, usually before dawn, my dogs and I walk the country roads of rural Iowa. These posts are what I experience, think and feel during these walks.
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