This story has no end. Yet.
Yesterday we had been hearing about more big weather coming. Does this sound familiar? I prefer to ignore the predictions, as we have to deal with the situation at the moment. Gotta get to that moment. Give me the parameters, I will do the best we can.
While we expected the storm to really kick in later in the day, I awoke to see a dusting of snow and it was still falling. Late afternoon it was cranking. We had no hot orders for the day, but several for the next day. I went home for a quick lunch, and it was brutal driving. We were under the impression it would get much worse. Those predictions. So I suggested we call it a day around 4 PM. At the time it was ugly.
One of my “professional” drivers got stuck with a four wheel drive van before he got out of our freight yard. I tried to help, but instead took film and pics. It was the least I could do. The very least.
When I headed out from our yard it was WHITE. When I turned onto a real road I could see nothing. The first minute of my drove was BLIND. Right away. Thinking a head on was inevitable. Thank God we have light traffic.
When I got to the TEE intersection with our main road, Airport Beach Road, it was a crapshoot. I could see nothing left or right. Maybe 10 feet. I just went for it. Surely NOBODY would be speeding through. There are no idiots in Dutch!
There were more periods of white out, then sections where visibility was good. By the time I got to the base of Haystack Hill, I was wary. I elected to park at the base in the clinic parking lot. And I walked. I climbed. I was blinded.
I trudged upward thinking I had made a wise decision, avoiding being stuck in the morning. Like last week. The snow was pretty deep already, a foot or so. In the middle of the road. I did see one car come down as I was parking, but that was the last vehicle I saw going up or down. A good thing. It was blowing so hard I was having trouble seeing the road as I walked. Several times I walked off the road and into the ditch where I was in 3 feet of snow.
The wind was right in my face, and my glasses were getting slushed. I really do not need glasses, I just wear them to look COOL.
My life is driven by fashion.
I had to remove my glasses and pocket them. Then I lost my hat to the wind. GONE. I tried to put my hands over my face and look through narrow slits between my fingers. Not good. Still BRUTAL.
When I got to my place I took a self photo to show my condition. I did not recognize myself.
I have issues with my heater, a fuel oil burner. It would shut down. But I would re-prime it and turn it on and it fired back up. This has been going on for some time. And it happened again when I got home. Primed it and turned it back on, then went into the kitchen. After a few moments...BOOM.! A small explosion. Not Oklahoma City, but an explosion. I went to the heater and there was smoke floating around. After awhile I fired it back up and the evening went on explosionless.
The wind continued for a couple hours, then it slowed down and stopped. A letdown, as we expected HELL to erupt. When I parked below the hill, it was smart. Now it seemed a bit premature. When I woke in the morning, my driveway was freshly plowed. (A week too late!)
This morning I walked down the hill in strong wind. But I was bundled and survived. The weather calmed down.
But around noon it started snowing again, and blowing. And it got worse.
We finished at a reasonable time and headed home. But that prediction of the storm dying away today turned to crap. When I headed up the hill it was again testy. But the road was plowed.
I headed up. At the top there is a sharp turn where GNU GUY lives in an apartment. It is a pinch point for the wind, and drifts are common. Blocking the road. Tonight there was HUGE drift, I had to swerve to miss it, as there was a white out. As I drove thru my neighbor / landlord for GNU
was trying to dig out a vehicle. I drove by as I was FILMING, zooming in on the landlord. But after I got to my place I looked down from my perch and saw he needed help. I put on the heavy clothes and drove back down. I tried to help, but he was sure they were about to get out. I tried to turn around, near the new huge drift. It was WHITE WORLD. I could see nothing but white. I was in the road, or out. Who knew? I made a dash for elevation.
20 minutes later I saw they got the car loose.
Last night the 60 mph winds were only 48. Tonight, we have had 70 mph, and it is early.
THE END will come later.
No foxes for a couple days. Fox are smart.