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Well, the great blizzard of aught-three has come and gone, and boy was it an experience… I don’t think I’ll wish for snow with quite the same enthusiasm ever again.
It had just started flurrying when I left for work – no big deal. Got progressively heavier as I made my 45-minute drive to work, but still nothing to be concerned about. But once I got off the interstate – the roads got slick in a hurry. It happened so fast that within two minutes I was skidding into another car. I wasn’t going fast, and had plenty of time to stop, but my brakes simply refused to work. Dodging two lanes of traffic at a stoplight isn’t my idea of fun. Thankfully the damage to both my car and the guy I tagged was minimal.
I was at work for less than two hours before we were told to go home, but by that time it was too late… I left the office at 10:30AM, and went approximately five miles by 2:00PM, getting stuck once in the process to the point where someone had to give my car a shove to get it up a relatively small hill. I contemplated driving all the way home, but as the interstate came into view, I realized that they were actually moving *slower* than the side road that I was on. Regardless, I wasn’t going to make it home before dark, and I didn’t look forward to the prospect of the streets freezing over again while still stuck in the bumper-to-bumper traffic. So I made a detour and eventually made it to my grandmother’s house where I spent the night.
Not something I’d like to do again anytime soon, but it’ll make a good story to tell the grandkids… at least with some embellishment 🙂
“I remember it like it was yesterday… two and a half feet of snow, and I had to walk FIFTEEN MILES to get to my grandmother’s log cabin in the woods, all the while fending off the bears and coyotes with just some twigs and rocks!”