Saturday, March 08, 2008

I'll Get To Wicked...Someday

Unfortunately our adventure was short-lived and we did not make it to Cleveland. Actually, we didn't make it any farther than Huron (a small city just outside of Sandusky). We headed out in Sita and Alpa's Honda CR-V. It was handling quite well and we thought we'd head out Cleveland Rd. and pick up Rte. 2 in Huron. The conditions worsened at every second the farther west we went. We made it to Griffing Airport only to find a Ford Explorer with it's hazards on (which we almost collided with). Then we noticed a State Trooper walking toward the Explorer. After speaking to that driver he came to our car and said, "You'll have to turn around. You can't get through here. Too deep of snow and zero visibility." We turned around, made a zigzag and got on Rte. 250. Once again it wasn't too horrible. The snow was deep and you had limited visibility but it was do-able. When we got to the Rte. 2 on ramp you couldn't tell what was road or shoulder. We made it up the ramp only to find we had little to no visibility. That's when the talk of, "Should we just turn around?" started. No one wanted to make the decision. And then immediately the conditions seemed better. You could see ahead of you. The snow was blowing across the road, but it was clear. Okay, maybe this won't be so bad....then again, zero visibility. What to do? Then we started to run into seeing cars off the road. The problem was you couldn't see them until you were on top of them....not joking. We didn't know what to do. As time went on the conditions once again seemed to worsen by the moment. Semis were on the side of the road, a semi off the road into the median dip. Ugh. It was decided. We can't do this. It was already 11:30am and we had just made it to Huron. We had to turn around but didn't want to turn around and get right back on it fear of colliding with one of the semis on the side of the road. So we traveled through Huron, hopped back onto Rte. 2 after the point of where the semis had been off the road, and then reached Rte. 250. Once back in town it wasn't so bad. The conditions weren't great by any means, but much more drivable than Cleveland Road, right on the water, or the highway. Once again, it wasn't necessarily the roads that were bad. Don't get me wrong, you'd hit some bad patches of drifts, but that's something we could've dealt with. It was the white out conditions. 95% of the short trip was pure white out. Pretty scary. I took some video with the camera. As with most things, it doesn't do justice....and anytime there was something worth "catching" I'd miss it. Even so, I thought I'd share it with you....

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Deja vous!! History repeats itself. It was 1973, March 17th, tickets for Santana and couldn't get out of town. Ya just don't get over something like that. You will remember this one forever. Sorry!!
Mom

Anonymous said...

Sorry you missed the show, but your lives are worth more than a show. Glad you had the sense to come back home.
Grandma Q

Anonymous said...

http://www.wkyc.com/news/news_article.aspx?storyid=84779

Refunds for weekend shows.

Anonymous said...

Awesome, ya get a refund!!!
Mom

Heidi said...

Thank you, thank you, thank you whoever the anonymous person above is. That at least takes the sting out a bit.