Updated on March 4, 2019
Saga of the Long Driveway
We noticed it when we looked at the house. But, there was so much to love about the property with the yard and interior we decided it wouldn’t be a problem.
The length wasn’t an issue for my husband because he’s an expert backer-upper.
Me, backing is not my strongest driving skill. We won’t go into details.
I’d back partway out, pull forward to the side yard and turn around with a short backup so I could head out instead of going backwards the killer distance.
That worked well until two things changed.
One, I started driving alone more. When we’re together, hubby drives and backs down the demon path while I sit in awe of his skill.
Second, a wet, wet fall and winter mean the side yard is rarely dry. My solution of turning around to drive out forward doesn’t work so well. I’m executing a tire-twisting maneuver on the soaked, soggy ground. The ruts are growing. I’m making a mess of the side yard.
Not good. Not good at all. I’m being forced to learn to navigate the killer driveway in reverse.
I inch backward. Very slowly. Pulling forward and adjusting for those silly curves.
It takes a good ten or fifteen minutes. I have to allow extra time whenever I’m going out on my own.
My husband assures me with practice I’ll get better. Maybe even someday be as good as he is. I have my doubts.
At least I haven’t hit the big pine tree yet.