We got up and needed some food before we hit the road. We had gone to a diner the night before and there was also a Subway nearby. We were out of the room and heading out of the motel. The ferocity of the storm truly hit us as we came to the door of the motel and saw that it had been blown open by the wind. A great drift of snow had pushed itself inside and was resting warmly on the carpet of the motel.
Passed the drift we made it to the diner, which was not yet open. There were two people at the door of the diner trying to get in. Evidently, the storm had frozen the door shut and they could not get in. Uh... we decided that it was best to get some food a Subway.
We grabbed some food and then sat by the window for a while. There were more people coming from the motel to the Subway and we listened to their horror stories. They spoke of going off the road. They spoke off the wind. They spoke of the snow and ice. They spoke of how the motel that we had stayed in was full and that people had been turned away (which we knew from seeing a “No Vacancy” sign by the indoor snow drift). They also told us of how the roads were not better, they were still atrocious. We had also heard that from the Subway staff... great...
Finishing our food, we decided to move on even though some of the people in the Subway were debating taking a bus and leaving their cars. We walked back into the motel, where the owner was trying to dig the drift from inside the door, and got our gear. In just a few moments we were on the road.
Visibility was better, but all it really served us in doing was making the drive even scarier because we could see the thick layer of blue ice sitting on the road. Our drive for that first bit, and by bit I mean 50 km, was like walking on a skating rink with old loafers. We were sliding all over. Eventually the road improved (when we changed counties we have been told) and we made it peacefully to Saskatoon.
I have a good friend, Colly-Wally in Saskatoon and he left his key for us. We headed to his place, got in, and rested. We needed it. It did not take long to get to Saskatoon from Davidson, but it took years off of my life. All we did was chill, and get slurpees, and chill. My better half was to head out with friends and I was to chill some more. We blogged and did photos, and when C-Dubs came home I chilled with him.
C-Dubs had a mid-term so he headed out and my better half headed out. I sat in peace with my Sweet Chilli Heat Chips and watched The Legend of the Seeker (which is spectacular by the way (made by the directors of Xena and Hercules!!!)).
Everyone came home and we chilled out some more. C-Dubs and I enjoyed some fine Cuban Cigars and caught up on each others’ lives. Then, we all hit the sack...
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