Grader stuck

The area where our land is the lowest is right at the road in front of the house. Right there, there are a couple big culverts that let water go into the neighbors land. I noticed the other day that it was pretty washed out down there and apparently I should have called the county about it. They showed up this morning with 6 dumptruck loads of fill and a big grader to fix it. When Jessica drove by them she stopped to chat (country-style) and they asked why she had never called them. Umm....well....we didn't really ever figure that they would come fix it for free I guess. I'm pretty stoked though because some of my fence posts were starting to slough off into the abyss so this should fix that.
The real fun though was that the big ol grader got stuck in the freshly dumped fill (which was a bit muddy.) After getting stuck, I considered taking the Dodge out to offer him a pull, but soon after, one of the dump trucks came back (they must have radio, eh?) and after a lot of head scratching, they finally hooked up a chain and proceeded to pull him forwards THROUGH the muck. They really got him stuck even worse and really into the nasty. The dumptruck was backing up to get slack in the chain and then gunning it till the whole rear end of the truck was hopping up and down. I thought for sure they would break the chain and the dumptruck would go flying off into the muddy hole on the other side of the road, but alas, no such luck. The best though was when the grade was backing up for a good run at the same time as the dumptruck was shooting forward for a good yank. I bet somebodies kidneys got a good racking right there.
Anyway, after 10 minutes or so, they eventually got it out and the grader driver was very careful to avoid a repeat. I have to say, it is a lot less stressful and much more enjoyable watching other folks extricate their rigs than trying to extricate one's own.