Someone break a pipe?
Ok, I have a confession to make, don't laugh. At the age of 20, I have my drivers license but am still so inexperienced with driving that I might as well not have it. I don't own a self-moving car and I don't drive often enough that my parents even want me driving alone just yet. In fact, I've managed to avoid any bad weather driving since my accident a year and a half ago. So I've decided its about time I get back to driving so I can actually not be dependent on everyone else.
So Dad had to make a stop at a relatively decent distance from here and decided to pass the keys on to me. It went more or less fine, but on the way to the car I noted a stiff wind. After about five minutes on the road, we hit some stop and go traffic and then it started raining.
And when I say raining I mean pouring, with the wipers at full power I still couldn't see three feet in front of me. It got so bad my Dad, a seasoned driver, wouldn't even drive in it, so we pulled off and put on the flashers and waited for the storm to pass. I was relieved at this, because I was not a fan of trying to stay in the lines in a veritable river of a road, while avoiding the various lit blurs moving rather wildly around me. It also confirms my suspicions that people are undeniably stupid. Once the weather let up I got on my way, made it to our destination, did what needed to be done and started the return trip. We get mostly the way back, down to a fork, I could either take the long winding Patchouge-Holbrook road around behind my house and then up to it, or I could follow Portion down and take the straight shot south to my house. Since we took Patchouge-Holbrook up, I opted to take the slightly longer route down Portion back. Not even three seconds after I passed the turn, it started pouring again. This time it was too close to home to pull over so I had to ride it out. All I have to say is that I now can park blindly on the driveway with nothing but a blurry wet outline to go by.
So that was my adventure for the day. I just can't wait for Winter....
So Dad had to make a stop at a relatively decent distance from here and decided to pass the keys on to me. It went more or less fine, but on the way to the car I noted a stiff wind. After about five minutes on the road, we hit some stop and go traffic and then it started raining.
And when I say raining I mean pouring, with the wipers at full power I still couldn't see three feet in front of me. It got so bad my Dad, a seasoned driver, wouldn't even drive in it, so we pulled off and put on the flashers and waited for the storm to pass. I was relieved at this, because I was not a fan of trying to stay in the lines in a veritable river of a road, while avoiding the various lit blurs moving rather wildly around me. It also confirms my suspicions that people are undeniably stupid. Once the weather let up I got on my way, made it to our destination, did what needed to be done and started the return trip. We get mostly the way back, down to a fork, I could either take the long winding Patchouge-Holbrook road around behind my house and then up to it, or I could follow Portion down and take the straight shot south to my house. Since we took Patchouge-Holbrook up, I opted to take the slightly longer route down Portion back. Not even three seconds after I passed the turn, it started pouring again. This time it was too close to home to pull over so I had to ride it out. All I have to say is that I now can park blindly on the driveway with nothing but a blurry wet outline to go by.
So that was my adventure for the day. I just can't wait for Winter....
Labels: bad weather, driving, low visibility, rain
posted by Matt Krass at
7/23/2008 01:00:00 PM
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