Most recent:
Last year whilst camping at a favourite spot on the Burdekin, I tried to drive up a hill to take advantage of the Mobile phone reception up there (SWMBO) was due to arrive in Fiji and I wanted to check for any messages.
I think I had had one too many lubricating beverages, and got crossed up partway up on a transverse slope, and gave it away. Back to camp and didn't I cop HEAPS & HEAPS from the 'Trol drivers, at how inferior the Cruiser was.
Didn't even think to use CRAWL, just put it down to being tiddly and having road tyres. Oh, did I tell you that the previous year I got up the same hill in my then 'Trol without a hitch.
This year, same hill, same but more worn road tyres, BUT less lubrication, and having been told by the assembled 'Trol drivers that I'd never get up, I went back, engaged CRAWL and the damn thing just walked up the shale/loose gravel track, without missing a beat!
Older:
Parked at a water hole on a creek not far from Wujal Wujal on the Bloomfield Track, and decided that the easiest way out, with Kamper trailer was to drive onto gravel on river bank, do a 180 around a tree and keep driving out. (Kamper had hydraulic override brakes and I was parked on a down hill slope, meaning lots of in & out to reverse out).
Drove past tree, full lock left and didn't take into account the loose gravel. Even driving very slow, the sterring tyres slid sideways, leaving me on a steep transverse incline (again) knee deep in water. Mate unhitched to snatch me out, and tour bus turned up. Tourists assuming this was a show put on for their benefit. Mrs, with camera in hand pretended not to know me, and even agreed there was a dickhead I every bunch, when one of the tourists expounded his theory on how I came to be in this predicament.
