James and I were making good time leaving Pemberton and heading to our next stop, Walpole. As we were driving down the highway our trusty GPS told us to turn down a dirt road. We were unsure, but the map on the screen showed it leading to another highway. We turned and ended up on a road with nothing to see but vast farmland. We decided this couldn't possibly be right, so James attempted to turn our monster vehicle around and it ended up getting bogged in a ditched filled with mud and freezing cold water. The road seemed deserted and we weren't sure what to do. Amazingly a lady and her daughter just happened to drive past. She knew one of the famers nearby so she called him. A bit later 4 farmers arrive in a 4wd that was half the size of our motorhome. I was skeptical, but they used a winch and pulled us out in minutes. Phew! We decided to just spend the night back in Pemberton and just get up early to get to Walpole by 9am.
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