Driving back from holidays yesterday. We were about 2/3 or the way home, and I for one was quite relaxed, having done my share of the driving. Travelling down a quiet country road, not our usual route, so taking a bit more interest in the scenery than usual. We came around a bend to see a red car heading towards us on our side of the road, it quickly swerved to the other side, and losing control, swerved back, the onto the other side again, then short straight across the road and into the bush on the side. It was all so fast, and very unnerving. I knew if we had been 100m further on it would have hit us. Not a nice end to a holiday.
So we had the honour of being first on the scene of a car crash. Hubby got out and flagged down the truck that had been following us, then headed to the car to see if he could help. I asked the trucky if he had a phone, luckily he did, so he phoned emergency services, and I went down to see if I could help. Luckily hubby had it all under control, one shocked, bruised, and bleeding driver, no passengers. I went back to make sure the kids were OK, got them down out of the car and into a patch of bush were they would be fine. Hubby thanked the trucky and sent him on his way, then moved our car to a safer spot. As this was happening another car pulled up.
The landowner had arrived, just coming home from the shops. So she went over to help the driver, and then asked us to head down the road a bit and call the drivers family. So off we went, then back to talk to the police. Luckily all they wanted was our contact details. The driver was mostly fine, just a few cuts and bruises and shock. Poor thing. The car was a right off.
So we headed home, a bit shaken, but fine. Not the best ending for a holiday, but at least we are all well. And it reminded us that empty country roads can be dangerous too.
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