In 1992 i was traveling around Australia on my own in a 1978 XC Ford Falcon 4.1ltr,somewhere between Emerald and Longreach i came across a dried out river/creek bed that's bridge had been washed out, i was'nt about to turn around if i could help it, so walked alongside the riverbed until i found a spot where i reckoned the bank was low and slopey enough to drive in and out the other side, still a bit lively though, but bugger it, so i drive in ok and cross the bed with out any problem, but i under estimated the angle of the bank on the far side and after several goes at it, and loosing the number plate i sat down and got the stove out for a brew, tea is an amazing brain stimulator i reckon. AAHH!! i thought,there's a very handy tree about 15ft from the bank, (not too many of them about either) i got a good bit of rope in the boot, and a spare wheel, it's worth a go,so i turned the car around with the arse facing the way out, i got the spare wheel out and let the tyre down, jacked the car up and put it on, i tied the rope really tight around the flat tyre so it would grip and form a pulley, the other end went round the tree, just, then i put the car in reverse,and being an automatic i could leave it in gear keeping the rope tense while i got out and steered it, keeping an eye on the rope on the wheel,and gently putting my foot on the throttle a bit as we went up the bank backward's, laughing like a lunatic and thinking to myself,me and PG tip's can solve anything. Pretty damn ingenious i thought, and so did the blokes in the next pub i came across, which was the Emerald Hotel