This week I was crawling along in low gear on a pretty rough road when I came to a slow motion stop. I was in four-wheel drive, so I put the truck in reverse. I could feel the back wheels slip in the gravel, but no luck. I turned it off and got out. Perfect aim: I'd gone over the biggest rock in the road with the lowest part of my frame. I was, technically, high centered. My back wheels were on the ground, but they didn't have the traction to pull the front of the truck off the rock. I reached into the front seat for the camera and had a little laugh at myself; then I wedged a big flat slab of rock under the back side of the suspended tire. When I put it in reverse this time, the tire crawled up my slab and lifted the frame clear. I swerved around the rock and went on down the road.
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