Thursday, December 31, 2015

A Simple Trip To Town...

9:04 am - 22 degrees - lightly overcast, high winds...

...isn’t so simple – especially in the winter time. 


I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again - I don’t like driving in the snow!  Well maybe I would if it wasn’t on a one lane curvy mountain road (that’s skirting the edge of the mountain in numerous areas with no guard rail or anything to stop the rig from going over) with a 100+ foot drop off most of the way.  The drive down the mountain can be extremely nerve wracking, especially when you are supposed to be driving straight and all of a sudden your rig slips sideways, sliding towards that drop-off.  So maybe I would like driving in the snow if it was flat... and I knew that I wouldn’t be going over a cliff.

Besides the nerve wracking drive itself, there is always the very real possibility of getting stuck.  So when there’s snow on the ground (regardless if it’s an inch or a foot), before I ever head out, I always make sure that I have a snow shovel, tire chains, extra food, blankets, snow shoes, and snow gear for everyone in the car.  It’s always better to be safe than sorry.

When we have a lot of snow, each trip to town has to be planned out.  Extra time is needed to unbury, scrape off, and warm up the rig and extra time is needed to slowly make our way down the mountain – the other day, it took an hour to go three miles!

Took 50 minutes to get the car scraped off, the doors unfrozen, and loaded up.


There is a bridge hiding under all that snow.

View from the bridge.

Met the county snowplow on our way down the mountain.



I also try to have all errands done as quickly as possible so I have time to make it back up the mountain with plenty of daylight to spare; just in case we get stuck or have to put chains on.  If we are going to be coming home when it's dark, Tony is either with me, or I know that he isn't very far behind me.  

Made it halfway up the driveway.  Putting chains on at 10:30 at night.
Made it home by 11pm, got the rig unloaded, kids tucked into bed, and Tony headed out to blow the driveway.

 
After blowing the driveway from our neighbors house, to our house, down to the gate and back, he finally made it home by 2am.  What a long day!