Spur of the moment trip to go shoot, scheduled job and no parts from UPS. Stop at the house and throw a box or 2 of shells in and the new Springfield XDm, in the company van. Drive for 45 minutes, talk to a local, setup target in a safe spot with a backstop, load some mags and run through said ammo in less time than it takes to load it all up.

Packing up, policing area for my brass and crap left by others. Loaded up and headed home or trying to, the overloaded open diff 2wd econoline van buries itself axle deep in the bottomless sand before I realize what is going on. Local guy is gone by now, and there is absolutely nobody around. Make a call to buddy, bad phone reception. Hike to the high spot and get him headed my way, remember there is a small spade shovel stashed in the depths of one of the storage bins. Dig for an hour, find some lumber and my target frame to put under the wheel that is traction challenged. Walk the beached whale out of the hole and get out to Tarmac just in time get buddy turned around before he gets half way.

Next time I'm taking my truck, being a cheap-skate is damn hard work sometimes.