In other words, in every possible way, these two were unfit for 4-wheeling!
Reminds me of a traffic accident I saw in Norfolk, VA in the early 70s. A freak snowfall dumped several inches of snow on the city, and roads were a mess. I was walking to a neighborhood grocery store, and had to cross a major street. The stoplight had changed green for me to walk, and as I was ready to step off the curb, I saw a sedan slipping and sliding its way through the red light at the intersection, with a wide-eyed older woman behind the wheel. She missed me, but her car collided at slow speed into a few cars waiting to go in the opposite direction. Nobody was injured, but the police were called anyway.
I stuck around in case they wanted a witness for the police report. And I can still remember the defiant look of shock and disbelief on the face and in the voice of the poor older woman, who kept repeating, "But I
STEPPED on my brakes!" She had no clue as to why her car didn't stop when she told it to.
Denise, your 4WD story of the couple on the beach is so true. People get behind the wheel of a car like that, and think they can do anything. Same with fast cars - driving a Porsche or Ferrari doesn't make someone a race car driver.
Carol, skip the 4WD unless you really need it. Any rental sedan will get you close enough to the Green Sand Beach to make it fun. And be sure to check out the wind farm on the way down to South Point. It's kind of creepy, in an "otherworldly" sort of way. Made me think of all those weird 50s sci-fi movies I saw as a kid.
Dave