Well, I did it again. I got the truck stuck bad enough that I had to leave it overnight.
I drove down a snowy power line access road, and ended up breaking through some ice.

Here you can see the rock behind the front left tire, preventing me from
straightening the wheel or going in reverse.

Here's a better shot of the rock.

Moving around to the front, you can see that the right side front tire
is in considerably deeper mud than the left side front tire.

Here you can see the depth of the mud and water engulfing the tire.
Note the totally illegible "Bronco II" logo on the fender.

The passenger side rear tire is pressed against the wheelwell,
which isn't too good if you want it to move.

The left side rear tire was spinning freely due to the hole it dug itself.
The problem here is the 2 inch thick sheet of ice in front of it,
preventing forward motion.

Here's me, suitably disgruntled. 8 hours of digging over two
days is enough to put you in a bad mood.

Here's me, back to work. Note the towel on the
hood to dry my hands off after pulling chuncks
of ice out of the mud.

Here's the back view. Yes, that's a tow strap. Its
connected to a load binder and a pine tree. It
didn't work. You can't tell from this pic, but
things were bent enough so that the rear
hatch didn't close.

Here's my bud Tom working the load binder.

Finally, after two days of digging and some help from a Dodge Power Ram,
my truck came out of the hole.

Any members of Tread Lightly would have my head right now.
This is the aftermath of my little incident.

Here's that rock that was behind the front tire.
Notice the gouge taken out of it by a frame member.

Here's where the right front was. You can barely see the yellow garage
ramp we stuck under the tire to give it something to grip.

I learned two valuable lessons from this:
1. Never wheel alone. If someone else had been there, I would've been out in minutes instead of days.
2. Bigger tires dig bigger holes.