I planned an adventure at Chaco Canyon during the Autumn Equinox. Chaco is a complex of Ancestral Pueblo cities with many features aligned to astronomical features. City walls are aligned to the sun at the Equinox. The plan was to set up a tent at the campground, watch the sunrise on the day of the Equinox, do some hiking and bike riding while visiting archeological sites, and participate in activities. None of this happened due to the even more exciting Adventure that took precedence.
I had not been tent camping in years. I prepared for the trip by finding and setting up the tent in the family room. I’m older now, and the prospect of sleeping on the ground does not appeal, so I invested in a camp cot, and actually slept in the tent a couple nights just to be sure
I had everything I needed.
Fortunately all the camping equipment was stored in boxes and not much had gone missing over the years since it had been last used. Unfortunately, it was sized for a family of four. When the boxes were packed into the Trailblazer, it was stuffed to the gills. Obviously some downsizing is needed.
It was raining off and on as I started the trip to the Four Corners. My hope was that the clouds would go away overnight and there would be clear skies for the sunrise at the Equinox the next morning. That is what happened, though it did me no good.
It had been raining all day in Indian Country, and water was flowing in the arroyos. I’ve always been amazed by the size of the arroyos that occur everywhere in New Mexico, given the small amount of rainfall in this area. Though there have been heavy rainfalls during my residence in New Mexico, I have usually been in my house and have not seen the arroyos flowing in person. So I stopped and took some photos of arroyos with water flowing in them.
The stops took some time, and I was a little anxious about the time of my arrival at the park, so I was traveling a little faster than I should have been. (The GPS track showed about 35 mph.) The road was sand, but quite wide and mostly not washboarded. It had been raining all day, but that did not cause a problem except for some small ruts in the road.
Cresting a small rise, I hit a patch of clay in the road. Unlike sand, clay is very slippery when wet. Due to the rain all day, the gray clay was saturated with water, and due to the light drizzle at the time, there was a light sheen of water on the surface. The Trailblazer immediately began to hydroplane across the slippery muck. The front wheels hit a rut that turned the front end to the right, and before I knew it I was sliding across the road sideways! In slow motion I could see disaster looming as the Trailblazer slid toward the ditch at the side of the road. There was nothing to be done as the wheels had no traction and were turned 90 degrees to the direction of travel. As the car slid into the ditch, the left side wheels dug into the soft sand in the shoulder, and the vehicle’s momentum, acting on the high center of gravity, slowly turned the SUV over on its roof.
I found myself hanging upside down from the seat-belt, like a side of beef in a butcher shop, with food and ice from the cooler raining down onto me. My first thought was, “nothing’s broken”, then as the blood rushed to my head, “I should have ordered that gadget from the infomercial, that cuts seat belts and knocks out windows”. Instead, I just reached around and released the catch on the safety belt, and it popped right open, dropping me a few inches onto the steering wheel. Things were looking better after I turned myself right side up.
Almost immediately there came a thunderous pounding on the side of the car. “The doors are locked! Unlock the doors! I can’t open the door!” I chose to ignore the good samaritan while looking for a way to extricate myself. Amazingly the airbags had not deployed and the electric windows worked. At least it sounded like the windows were working but the driver’s side window I was trying to open was not moving. At last I figured it out – I was operating the rear window! After that it was easy enough to crawl out.
I had no cell service to call for help. A couple stopped on their way back from the park – they could not get in because the road was closed due to flooding – and I asked them to call the police and my insurance agent when they got to an area with reception. An hour later paramedics arrived with an ambulance, followed by a fire engine. When they saw me walking around they called off the rest of the rescue. Two hours after that the police arrived, and an hour later the tow truck. The towing company had to wait for the 4WD truck to return from a call.
I felt a little bit of schadenfreude when the ambulance slid off the road into the ditch on that same patch of clay that had caused my grief. After pulling out the ambulance, it was my turn and before long the Trailblazer was loaded onto the tow truck and we were on the way to Bloomfield. The driver recommended the Best Western so that’s where I stayed for the next two days.
The next challenge was to try to get a rental car. One car rental company was sold out until next week, another did not answer, and a third transferred me to their national office in New Jersey. The operator finally gave me a local number to call, but it was the same number that had gotten me to her in the first place! It took a day to get a car reserved, then a taxi came out from Farmington to pick me up in Bloomfield and deliver me to the airport in Farmington. While I was trying to arrange for transportation, I took a walk out to the towing company’s yard and picked up my cell phone charger so I could continue making phone calls and surfing the internet. The iPhone turned out to be quite a help. The Best Western had a snappy Wi-Fi which I used to shop for a replacement vehicle online.
I know that angels were watching over me during this incident. Despite rolling the car, I had no bumps, bruises, or injuries. Looking at the car, I saw that the windshield was cracked from an impact, from the inside. It was probably the folded camp cot that acted like a battering ram. It could easily have hit me in the head. My insurance agent insisted I see a doctor right away, so I did, and the doc confirmed no injuries. My shoulder did begin to hurt about a week later where I had hung from the safety belt, but a week after that it was completely back to normal.