Okay, so it's not an H2, but it's a start: My Commander is now officially a recovery vehicle.
Now, before the cutesie picture flame posts come out, THERE WILL BE NO pictures of the event. The only camera on scene was seized as a matter of national security. (Okay, it was the victim's camera, if he ever relaxes the pictures might appear).
I work for a major SoCal fire department. My buddy on the department drives a Ford F250 with lightbar, junk-in-the-back, etc. No water tank, but pretty full of stuff and with street tires. It used to be my truck until I escaped back into the field. He also runs a search dog. So yesterday, he and his search-dog buddies decided to let their dogs relax in the local creek.
The local dry, sandy creek.
The local dry, sandy, posted "don't even think of driving here" creek.
Needless to say, he buried himself. Now, we have an established protocol for these situations:
1) Call the dispatch center (on the open radio, of course)
2) The dispatch center sends the on-duty Dozer to pull you out (again over the open radio so everysinglepersoninthecounty
can hear it!
3) 3 hours and a ton of embarrassment later, you are free.
Since I lived just down the road, my buddy decided to circumvent the system and called me instead.
Needless to say, the Commander popped the F250 out without even noticing it. His rear was buried to the frame, but I was on solid sand.
No pictures, so don't bother posting. But a Commander can handle a heavy F250 without even breaking a sweat.
And boy oh boy, does my buddy owe me...!