Andy's Big Adventure

I was driving home from WalMart today on the I-10.  Everything was going smoothly until just a little past Cotton Lane, then all of a sudden there was an unmoving wall of traffic.  They were going from three lanes down to one.  So I waited.   Then I waited some more.  We were probably going about 2 miles an hour and there was another mile and a half before the next exit on Jackrabbit.  I waited some more and looked over next to me on the side of the highway.  There was a dirt road.  I would have to drive down a little incline and there were some big berms here and there, but I knew my little buggy could do it.  There were tire tracks so I knew someone had done it before, and I think I had seen people going over it with dirt bikes or quads on the other side of the highway.  I pondered the legality of the situation.  There were no signs saying not to do it.  I don't remember ever going through this when studying for my license or in the traffic school I had to go to about eight years ago.  I waited some more.  It's my day off and I really didn't need to hurry.  BUT DARN IT I WANTED TO DO IT, AND I DIDN'T SEE ANY COPS!  So I turned off the freeway, went over the weeds and down the embankment and picked up some speed!  I looked ahead and saw that the trail turned up.  It looked like it was going back up onto the freeway.  Uh oh, I knew there was no way the people on the highway were going to let me in after what I'd just tried.  As I got closer I saw that the trail turned back down.  Whew!  Then there was a little trench, probably about two feet across that was filled in with river rock and was a little bit higher in the middle of where my tires would be.  To late to turn back now!  I made it over without any problems, and kept on moving.  Then I saw posts for a barbed wire fence!  I started chanting, "No fence! No fence! No fence!" (because that actually helps, you know).  As I got up really close I noticed that they had either intentionally left an opening, or someone else had cut it.  The space between the posts was pretty narrow, but I made it.  Fortunately, my Beetle isn't very big!  Then, on the other side of the fence, was a steep embankment to get down onto Citrus road.  Oh well, there I went, and my big adventure was over!  It may not sound like much, but for someone who lives at my speed, that was quite and event!