Saturday, March 5, 2011

Ice, Ice, Baby!

I took this picture last night. I don't know how to explain what it's like to experience such different weather patterns in a mere 40-mile range. I call my house and say, "Yeah, so it's snowing heavily here. I'll be a while." The answer I get back is, "Snow?!" As if they're saying, "Yeah, right!" I understand though. It's only raining in the city and it's about 8 degrees warmer. As a matter of fact, when I do make it home, I agree to walk to the restaurant and all I'm wearing is a light jacket. I can't believe I experience such differences in a matter of one hour.

I'm going 20 miles per hour when, lo and behold, I see a white car sitting horizontally on the freeway blocking both incoming and outgoing traffic. I hit my breaks ever so gently and I still find myself swerving. Ice, ice, baby!
The ice is merciless.

I come really close to making contact with the horizontal car but, thankfully, I don't. I stop in the nick of time.
Sigh....

And then I think I need to take a picture.
People come out of cars and push the horizontal car out of the way. I drive another few miles and then, boom, the snow vanishes.

Dorothy, we're SO not in Kansas anymore!

2 comments:

Nicki said...

As you'd say, 'yowsah!'
This is where having quick reflexes comes in handy. :)

Liam said...

Ice is mean mistress. Things seem like they're flowing nicely, but the slightest change can bring disaster. Driving back from Portland in my Civic last time I had such an encounter with a Semi. The Semi won. I was still able to drive home, but it wasn't worth repairing to me, so I took the insurance money and sold the car, which actually added up to almost what I paid for the car five years prior. Point is, don't drive on ice.