We have witnessed many "close calls" over the years, and some of them could easily have been us. It only takes a little distraction and wham, you back right over a stump.
I took these photos while sitting at my desk after knocking on my window and yelling, STOP, but it was rather a lot like yelling at your TV.
The RV owner was able to move forward with minimal damage to the undercarriage and much wiser.
The RV park maintenance man showed up shortly after with a chainsaw in hand.
There can be a lot of drama watching people move in and out. Colorful language and lots of yelling are always fun, but you can spot the seasoned RV'ers: barely a word passes between them, just hand signals and nodding of the head - poetry!
I have found myself running after folks waving my arms as they are pulling out of their campsite with a door open, the TV antenna extended or even air vents open.
We have been through two TV antennas, lost fenders, a broom fell out of an open door - "Excuse me," said the nice lady in the car in the next lane, "but your broom fell out." We have even driven over a plastic wheel chock. Those things can explode, given enough pressure.
We have a checklist of sorts and never celebrate moving day in a hurry. It takes about 2 hours to prepare the move, including hitching up haRVey.
And always as we hit the road we say responsively,
Initiator: Lord be with us as we travel,
Respondant: that our house may not unravel.