The big storm a couple of weeks ago fizzled out. Now it seems the storms are worse than advertised.
I followed this guy for about 80 miles on an 80 MPH highway, it took way longer than an hour:
We passed accident #4 of 5 at about 10 MPH:
Visibility down to 300-400' at times, about one reflector post, 50MPH winds.
Good thing was most everyone dropped into line and we all moved together between 25-50mph, depending on conditions. A few idiots flying by in the passing lanes, hence the accidents I suppose.
I'm too old to be doing this, it's not fun anymore.
Right now we are reveling in beautiful fall conditions but we could be you at the drop of a hat. I feel your pain.
After this summer of over 90 days above 90° F I am praying for snow and about 3 feet will be about right however butt hole deep to a tall giraffe would be better.
Come on guys help me out, go stab a snow turtle or something.
What you describe is precisely why I left my first job out of college at the tender age of 25. I simply could not endure another Winter in the snowbelt of Michigan along the Lake Michigan shore with the high velocity winds coming over the bluffs. It was a wonderful job that I enjoyed greatly. It might have been my first and last job if it had not been for the miserable weather. A trip to the supermarket located only a half mile from my apartment could take two hours with only ten minutes of that being inside the store. The five mile trip to my office might turn into ten miles of better routes but still take well over an hour of white knuckle driving/sitting/driving/backing up/sitting/driving to finally arrive at a parking lot with piles of snow over fifteen feet deep at the edges. I recall the day we were all advised at 10:00 a.m. to try to get home because the storm was going to get much worse. The parking lot had been bare, except for an inch of unscrapable icepack at 8:00 a.m. It was at least 10 inches deep as we attempted to leave. Another 15 inches came down by early afternoon. The times when I needed to fly out of the airport about ten miles from my office in such conditions were not pretty. I remember getting off in New Orleans at nearly 80 F carrying all the extra clothing that had been needed to board in 5F with a negative wind chill and near whiteout conditions.
If I had been exposed to such Winter weather from birth I probably would have survived somehow. But, I'm sure I would have still griped every time the idiot snow plow that came through our apartment complex shoved all it could directly behind our vehicles parked in the only spaces we had available. First thing every such day you would find nearly all inhabitants out in the dark trying to shovel the impenetrable snow barrier back out into the common driveway. Otherwise, there was zero possibility of having a chance to even get out of the 12-vehicle carport.
I am praying for snow and about 3 feet will be about right
Snow, hell, after 2 days of 35 of temperatures you'd be beggin' for the heat again. Southerners CAN NOT tolerate anything below 83 degrees. You sure yer a good 'ol boy? 😎