I saw the Jeep struggling to get up the hill where we were parked while Clint used his phone to get directions. When they pulled in beside us, I alerted Clint to the situation. The Jeep was overheating.
The four young people told us they were staying in a house nearby. The driver had borrowed his daddy's Jeep because his own couldn't make the trip. He said the Jeep started overheating coming up the hill.
Clint talked to the driver for a while and learned his father had taught him quite a bit about cars. In fact, they had built his Jeep together.
We never got their names, but I was pretty fond of the driver after just a few minutes of speaking with him. He had manners, some skills, and seemed to have a head full of sense. They thanked us for the case of water we left with them and reassured us they didn't have too much further to go. Once they returned to the house they had rented, the driver was going to go over everything to see if he could find the cause of the overheating.
