Although Nashville is a growing city, it is surrounded by small towns and rolling hills, which makes for a lovely variation of scenery and attractions. Well, an experience we had a couple weeks ago, when a family that attends our weekly Bible study invited us out to their farm, took country living to a whole new level…
Most GPS systems cannot find their house, so they sent us detailed instructions explaining how to make it to their property from the highway.
We drove 3-1/2 miles along a winding, paved road and then turned onto a dirt road, just before the paved road went into a creek. And when I say “went into a creek,” I mean that in order to continue on down that road, you would have to drive through water.
We drove another 600 feet down the dirt road and thought we had almost reached their house. That’s when we came across another creek. This time, we had to cross it.
Mr. Handsome stopped the car, and we both stared at the creek in disbelief for a good 30 seconds. “Think we can make it?” I asked my husband. “I don’t know, but we’ll find out,” he replied.
It was a warm day, so I removed my shoes and walked across to find the best path for the car to take. The “creek,” which was more like a river, was about 60 feet wide and just over 1 foot deep. Thankfully, the bed was limestone instead of mud. The current was strong, but not quite strong enough to push me over.
After I reach the other side and got my camera ready, my husband plunged the car into the water.
I held my breath (and took pictures) as he drove across.
He made it! I breathed a sigh of relief when he was safely on shore. The car was wet but undamaged. Boy were we glad to have a vehicle with all-wheel-drive…
We drove a short distance up a hill and finally reached our friends’ farm, which was beautiful! They live in a mountain-style cabin and raise goats, chickens, and bees.
We look forward to visiting them again soon, so long as the creek isn’t too high. Have any of y’all ever driven through a creek?