We're home safe and sound
Dec. 20th, 2008 11:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsOmaha and I made it out to two Christmas parties tonight, despite the weather. The first, even as the great storm hit, was up to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
herne51's place. The snow was coming down in vast, obscuring waves, but the roads were still relatively clear. The freeways were in great shape; it wasn't until we actually hit Georgetown that the road began to get messy. Still, navigable. Front-wheel drive, relatively new tires. We made it.
Herne's party was a low-impact affair, and we hung out only for a little while. There was one cute couple there, newlyweds, and when Omaha and I began a cutesy snipe back and forth Herne assured them, "They've been together a long time."
"Yeah," I said. "Over twenty years. We just stay together to shame other couples." Ouch. Omaha just about died laughing, and she said she was gonna remember I said that.
After that, the next big adventure started. We drove south on Highway 167 almost thirty miles, down to Bonney Lake, to visit a friend who was having his birthday. The snow was coming down, but there was still blacktop all the way to Bonney Lake, at which point the roads became soft snow-pack. Front-wheel drive for the win. We made it.
This party featured a lot of people from the Rainforest Writer's group, so there was a lot of chatter back and forth about characters and plot, as well as griping about the bloodbath going on in the publishing industry (oddly, though, a lot of people there said they weren't having trouble selling book-length fiction, so that's a good sign).
But Kouryou-chan could only stay wired on chocolate for so long. It was time to go home. And that was the scary part.
For all the time we'd been at the party, the snow had accumulated. The drive back along 410 and 167 was nightmarish. Soft, barely-packed snow covered the freeway. For our good fortune, there was no-one else around so we were able to drive with multiple car-lengths between us and the barriers, and keeping it below 30mph made the drive relatively safe. We made it into Kent, pulled off, and chained up. There were sections of the road through Kent that hadn't been plowed yet, and going up the hill that leads to the airport was damn scary. But the chains made all the difference, and we had full control all the way home.
We've gotten at least 5 inches of snow, probably more, and it's soft, light stuff that packs down into treacherous slick surfaces. But we have warmth and light, and we're all going to bed now.
herne51's place. The snow was coming down in vast, obscuring waves, but the roads were still relatively clear. The freeways were in great shape; it wasn't until we actually hit Georgetown that the road began to get messy. Still, navigable. Front-wheel drive, relatively new tires. We made it.Herne's party was a low-impact affair, and we hung out only for a little while. There was one cute couple there, newlyweds, and when Omaha and I began a cutesy snipe back and forth Herne assured them, "They've been together a long time."
"Yeah," I said. "Over twenty years. We just stay together to shame other couples." Ouch. Omaha just about died laughing, and she said she was gonna remember I said that.
After that, the next big adventure started. We drove south on Highway 167 almost thirty miles, down to Bonney Lake, to visit a friend who was having his birthday. The snow was coming down, but there was still blacktop all the way to Bonney Lake, at which point the roads became soft snow-pack. Front-wheel drive for the win. We made it.
This party featured a lot of people from the Rainforest Writer's group, so there was a lot of chatter back and forth about characters and plot, as well as griping about the bloodbath going on in the publishing industry (oddly, though, a lot of people there said they weren't having trouble selling book-length fiction, so that's a good sign).
But Kouryou-chan could only stay wired on chocolate for so long. It was time to go home. And that was the scary part.
For all the time we'd been at the party, the snow had accumulated. The drive back along 410 and 167 was nightmarish. Soft, barely-packed snow covered the freeway. For our good fortune, there was no-one else around so we were able to drive with multiple car-lengths between us and the barriers, and keeping it below 30mph made the drive relatively safe. We made it into Kent, pulled off, and chained up. There were sections of the road through Kent that hadn't been plowed yet, and going up the hill that leads to the airport was damn scary. But the chains made all the difference, and we had full control all the way home.
We've gotten at least 5 inches of snow, probably more, and it's soft, light stuff that packs down into treacherous slick surfaces. But we have warmth and light, and we're all going to bed now.
