I made it, without too much drama, although there were All The Weathers on my drive. Well maybe not locusts, but all the rest of the weathers.
Snow on the ground at a rest stop:
Not much, but still. And none of the snow during the drive stuck to the highway, so that’s all good. The only white-knuckle moments were the inevitable behind-or-next-to-a-semi-and-blinded-by-spray ones.
Anyway. It’s nice to be here, but damn I hate the reason.