Went to a friends house today, he decided he wanted me to show him how to drive his TJ in mud, so we called up his landlord, who owns 7 acres of low lying field a few miles out of town. He came along in his truck, led us to the place, then went back to his place and babysat my friends youngest for us while we played with our heeps.
In 2WD
We weren't there 15 minutes when some pissed off old ass farmer rolls up and parks so that he is blocking the drive. At first we thought he was the guy from the house about .5 mile up the road, who we informed that we would be there and that he had come to watch us. But he never got off of his cell. So we drive up to him to see what's up. He walks to his truck, stands next to the bed and reaches one arm in and leaves it there. (weapon?) Says he's on the phone with the sheriff office and they will be right there and tells the 911 dispatcher that we're being a bunch of smart assed kids. We politely inform him that we're there legally with permission and that he can talk to the owner if he likes. We call the owner and let him know whats up, the guy doesn't care and doesn't want to talk to us. He just tells the dispatcher that we're on the phone with someone telling them that he's holding us hostage and reaching into the back of his truck.(both true) Calls us smartasses again. (absolutely NO provocation at this point) So we say to hell with him and continue mudding.
Cops show up, and in the midst of it he tells the cop he knows who owns the land. I LOST MY SHIT.
Cops took our info, talked to the owner on the phone, sent the old guy on his way and stuck around and watched us play around for a few.
Oh and I wish I was in Moab.