"NO! We'll end up in the lake." he answered quickly, "ease up off the clutch... and as you do... give a little gas."
"Which one was the gas?.... and which one was the clutch, again?"
Approximately 10 stalls and starts later... off she went across the beach and mud flats of Stave lake.
(Way in the back of the picture, you can see the mound).
I drove! Yippie.
Stick? Another stick? More stick?