Hey Jaime,
Where in Nor Cal are you? I have an epic story about getting my truck and then my dad's truck stuck after we tried to use it to get me out of the sandy Salinas River. Long story not made short, I was wheelin' my truck when it got stuck in sand (the Salinas River is an underground river and makes for a lot of "quicksand" areas. We were trying to dig and slide my struck out when some city engineers that we saw pass by up on the banks a while back opened up some of the dam gates upriver and a trickle of water started coming our way. The trickle became bigger, and bigger, and bigger and then our efforts had to quickly shift to digging trenches and new pathways for the water to flow AROUND the truck. I called my brother in the meantime and he drove my dad's truck down the river to where I was. We could tell that it wasn't going to work and that he shouldn't get too close, but it was too late. Even with heavily deflated tires he got sucked in. A group of ATVs passed by, said that a friend's truck with 44s got stuck there a week ago, and tried to help pull us out, but no luck. So there we were with two relatively new trucks about to be eaten by the river; DEFINITELY an insurance claim that would get denied in two seconds (trespassing and operating off-road). My only hope was to get a field tractor down there (Salinas is a huge agricultural town and those field tractors can get in and out of anything). So I called a friend that's high up in the Merrill Farms company and he sends down a tractor to help me. I thought it was just going to be one of the run of the mill field tractors, but instead here comes this massive tank treaded CAT. It pulls us out like it's pulling out two feathers and we make it out just before the entire area is TOTALLY UNDERWATER! It was like a movie!!! We make it up the banks and back onto the farm road and see that the exit to the paved street is blocked by a field truck. We know that we're in trouble for trespassing, so we drive up to the land owner and he lets us have it. We accept full responsibility, but he decides not to involve the law because he knows my family and the family that helped get us out. Nonetheless, I offer to mend fences, literally, and go back the next day and work on a fence line to keep that entrance blocked from stupid teen/20yr old kids like myself. As for the tractor driver and my friend that sent him, the payment there was a new $400 Callaway Big Bertha for the tractor driver.