We have been getting some jacked up weather here in the Land Between Two Rivers. Ice, snow, cold, rain, and blowing snow have been weekly staples. Our road service personel have had a hell of a time trying to keep up with Providence. After they get the roads cleared, another storm rolls in and blankets the community with bad weather. The result is broken shovels, two hour delays and school cancellations. The last two I am not going to complain about.
Monday we got out of school early because the rain was turning to a wintry mix and then was suppose to turn into about 5-7 inches of snow. Well, Monday night produced about 2 inches of snow and a ton of slush. As you can predict, the slushy ruts were frozen solid by Tuesday morning. The plows didn't get to our street until Tuesday afternoon. The streets had shards of ice that made you feel as if your tires would pop at any moment. I drove carefully and in a defensive manner. I avoided other cars as much as I could and I drove on the wrong side of the road at times to avoid colossal ice pot holes and sharp ruts. The thought that came to my mind yesterday as I dropped off Jonah at G-ma's, was when we were bouncing around on the Hole-in-the-Rock Road two summers ago. Do you remember the washboards on the road? Do you remember the many holes we had to drive over to get to the parking area?
I hope that your driving situations are much kinder to your vehicles this winter than they are here.
4 comments:
I remember it well...much warmer then.
We've had a crazy amount of rain this month. Yesterday afternoon had saucer sized snow flakes, followed by 5 hours of heavy rain. It was 36 degrees. Luckily it never got below freezing so we avoided the nightmare you've experienced.
It was about 35 degrees most of Monday and then it got real cold after midnight. I think that it dropped down to single digits and we had negetive temperatures when you include the wind chill.
We don't seem to experience the weather extremes of Iowa. Certainly, we don't deal with as much ice, as part of the treacherous freeze-thaw cycle. And, for the most part, we avoid getting dumped on like either Northern MN or Southern MN.
Mother Nature is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you are going to get.
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