Last weekend it rained for four days straight. Luckily in the city they didn’t experience it quite as dramatically as last spring, but on my clay pathways, it was a disaster! Everything took on the texture of butter, with the look of fudge. Driving on it eventually became out of the question. I took to parking down on the lower, more graveled portion of our driveway.
Eventually Grandpa couldn’t stand watching our work wash away, and he began to dig a short ditch. I pitched in, and we managed to put in a much longer ditch (drain?) down the most vunerable side of our driveway.
Then we moved back to a section of my main pathway that also was very sloppy, and actually laid down two drainpipes to shuttle water from one side of the path to the other side.
Finally I tried bringing the truck back up the driveway. It wasn’t much of a success. I still got stuck multiple times and really left deep and lasting ruts in my parking area.
Oh well, hopefully it will dry out, and each season that I try to deal with it more and more will mean it gets to be less and less of an issue.