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.

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!


Unknown 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.