The signs of Saturday's snowfall are still everywhere: grass and bush and barkdust groundcover are coated with snow. Cars moved since Saturday are clean, but the rest of us lumps are not so lucky. I had an inch of snow on top of my car (it's scattered on the road from here to home) and an inch on my windshield. The latter was easy to get off, which I hadn't been sure of: it had melted and refrozen to itself just enough that all you had to do was break it apart with an ordinary squeegee, then shove the chunk off the edge of the windshield. Quick work.
Nothing icy or slippery in my path, though the radio has announced a number of closures in areas more prone to have trouble. Here, the roads were purely wet. On the highways, Saturday's sand had already been shoved off to the side of the road, forming a dark blotchy border beyond the white lines. On the on-ramp to the freeway, however, there was still the familiar light coating of grit, protecting us from melted water.
Others are not so lucky. Some bridges are apparently a sheet of ice. (And what idiots decided to go up the hill to Bald Peak, in weather like this? Everywhere those people can get doing that, they can get going around. It might take longer, but you wouldn't be stuck in the multi-car pileup....
Ah, well.
Nothing icy or slippery in my path, though the radio has announced a number of closures in areas more prone to have trouble. Here, the roads were purely wet. On the highways, Saturday's sand had already been shoved off to the side of the road, forming a dark blotchy border beyond the white lines. On the on-ramp to the freeway, however, there was still the familiar light coating of grit, protecting us from melted water.
Others are not so lucky. Some bridges are apparently a sheet of ice. (And what idiots decided to go up the hill to Bald Peak, in weather like this? Everywhere those people can get doing that, they can get going around. It might take longer, but you wouldn't be stuck in the multi-car pileup....
Ah, well.