All week the talk at work was
about "the big storm" that was coming on Friday. So when
Friday came, I had my computer and worked in my office at home.
In the very late afternoon it started drizzling and by the time
Maria got home there was a good dose of slush outside.
This sounded nothing like the 2-3 feet we had been promised but
a deep freeze over night would make deep slush a nightmare so I
counted my blessings and went to bed.
We had plans to go snow tubing in
the morning. When I got up to get ready - oh irony of
ironies... We had that two feet of snow and it was snowing
still! It didn't bother me. I would just dust off
the Jeep and we'd go snow tubing. I mean, two or three
feet of snow is just what you want when you're going snow
tubing, right?
I didn't count on the prevailing
attitude about driving the morning after a "big snowfall".
This is no longer the big brave (or stupid?) world I grew up in back in
Massachusetts. Back in the '60's and '70's we'd go to
school even in fairly big storms. Today, I realized there would
be no snow tubing, but decided to load a couple
cameras in the Jeep and go see what we could see... The
boys and I layered up and hit the road. We
stopped at the gas station and bought pepperoni rolls, drinks
and coffee, fuel, and headed out.
All we had to do was drive up the
street towards Pennsylvania a few miles and we found that the
storm had taken down many trees and lots of power lines were
down. We eventually encountered a downed tree blocking the
road and had to turn back.
Because it was still snowing, the
world was playing in black and white. Almost every single picture I took all morning would look exactly the same if I had
used black & white film. Everything
was white, some shade of gray, or black.
After doubling back I turned down
Morgan Run to see how far we could get to the other end of Cheat
Lake.
Here's the pictures from the
drive.
 
 
  
On the road back we came across
one of the Matthews twins. We stopped to say hello and
soon learned that they'd had the misfortune to have a tree fall
through their house! This storm was taking no prisoners.
I offered to come help but he assured me they had it under
control. So we continued back to the main road.
We headed up Tyron Road and Snake
Hill but soon turned back as everything was much the same, and
traffic was starting to pick up, in the sense that people
driving vehicles inappropriate for the conditions were starting
to come out...
I went home and organized these
pictures from the morning. We had lunch, shoveled the walk
and around the cars, and hung around
for a while. Then the sun came out! How could I
resist going back out again to get more images, this
time with a little more color...?
To Part 2... (Color!)
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