After a day, most of the water was down, and I made the decision to stay put. Boy was that a wrong decision, as the very next day, 4.5 inches of rain came down. Now we had 4 to 6 inches on water. So enough was enough, we call Good Sam (GS), and said we needed a tow. Well GS, said we can't give you a tow but we can have you winched out. What a play on words.
This is where we ended up trying to drive out.
It took about an hour for the first truck to arrive. Of course, it was not a heavy duty truck, it was a loaded with a large skid-steer. Of course your asking yourself a Skid-steer, what on earth is he going to use that for. Well, he was not really the man with the truck, he was the man with the plan, the second driver came with the truck.
So, once everyone arrived and the equipment was on hand, they got to work:
Equipment was put in place, the guys were laying out the tow straps, wondering where to put then, so no damage to the Alfa:
The next item was in the equipment into place:
Safe Travels fro Dakota, Tilly, Susan and me.