Yesterday afternoon, hubs and I went out for our first leisurely afternoon drive in a very long time.

We drove out past our golf course (which is a couple of miles out of town) to check out the motocross track.

It was a beautiful drive on dirt trails through some thick bush. We drove around almost the entire course and then headed back to the place we had entered. The big metal gate was closed! There was no way to open it and in that particular spot, I had no cell coverage, so I couldn’t call or text for advice on how to get out of there. Were we destined to spend the night in our car at the motocross track? School is still on here, so what if nobody came out there all day Monday? When panic sets in, it takes me a while to settle down and think clearly.

I told hubs that if need be, I could walk the mile or so back to the golf course to get cell coverage/help.

Hubs thought he had seen a vehicle at the bleachers on the far side of the track, so he opted to drive over there.

Sure enough, there was a Mom there watching her son do his laps on the motocross track. She obligingly drove back to the gate with us and opened it with an app of all things! I noticed that she drove close enough to the gate to be almost touching it. That was likely the sweet spot for cell coverage.

We were rescued and, on the way home, we had a good laugh about our Sunday afternoon “adventure” .

“Life is ten percent what you experience and ninety percent how you respond to it.”

Dorothy M. Neddermeyer