Once in Costa Rica, during the strong El nino of 97, the wet season never really kicked in. We were able to drive to a surf break, with some difficulty, on a road which should not have been passable at that time of year.
When we got there, the surf was poor. Then it started to rain, and didn't stop for 5 days. We had enough food( and beer) for a week and hiked out when it was depleted.
When we hiked back in with backpacks filled with supplies, we saw several 4x4's buried to their hoods in the Mud. It was great that noone else could drive in. The surf got epic for a good 10 days, and there were just 3 of us surfers there to enjoy it, as no one else could get there, unless they hiked in, or took a boat.
After the rains, The winds began howling offshore, dry and hot, and the road dried out, but lots of trees fell across it. We had to move several on the drive out, and had several close calls deep in the mud, but they were not that heavy and no tools were required, or even a tow strap.
Sometimes a physical barrier is a sign to stay put and enjoy the bounty.
Last November I was up in the Sierras and took a fireroad down a steep narrow section. I found tree branches hanging low enough to risk my solar panels. It was too steep to back up the hill in reverse and too narrow to turn around.
Out came the Machete.
The reward was a beautiful little meadow. If a winter storm was not approaching, I would have stayed for a few days. I almost did anyway as I wanted to make use of the tire chains I brought. But supplies were not ample in case the worst happened, and the Ocean was calling me by that point.