The roads were like glass and the ride down to Welshpool was a bit dodgy but it seems to be the sort of challenge that the Glam Ass enjoys. We do going-too-fast, trial skids and trial braking while I grit my teeth and hold on tight. There is a precipitous drop to the one side of the road down the Stubb. Best not to think about it. The words 'Don't do this!' only pass my lips once. I have the patience and nerve of a saint it seems.
It's raining gently now and the world is dripping gently. A relief.
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I do so love looking at a white world, I just hate driving in it! Rain here, loads!
Rain and more rain here. We've been issued a Server Rainfall notice, but it's waaaaay better than snow!
Rai here too. Stair rods. Something about icy roads and male driving 'skills', my experiences are similar to yours.
Roll on the Sprng - Ive had enough weather to last me all year
That photo captures the mood of the day, I think. A farm in the Eastern block ? - No just the mountain kingdom.
Very lovely, though.
The Lovely Son drives with attack too. I think there's something in the male driver's psyche that encourages him to wilder manoeuvres if he sees that his passenger is white-knuckled, with foot stamping on imaginary brake, murmuring prayers under her breath....
Poor henny Pennys. The sky is falling in again. I love the challenge of a snowy drive too, but only in my 4x4 which has ABS. We had snow too. Horrid slushy stuff and no good for tobogganing.
I too sit and cling on white knuckled, foot outstretched.
The snow yesterday seem more like the normal UK material, slushy, wet and soon gone.
Thanks so much for helping the other day.
It took me 50 minutes to drive to Pool on Friday morning, rather than the usual 25... Argh!
No snow at the moment, but who knows what the morning will bring!
we just have rain, luckily we seem to have missed the new year snows so far.
Welllll... even folks who are used to driving in snow and ice and crappy weather round here have learned a hard lesson the past few days. Deaths, dismemberment and frostbite were the order of the weekend after white out conditions and slippery, drifted roads. Nobody knew where the road edge was... ...and nobody wanted to stay home even though the police asked it of them....
they are still sorting through the vehicles and the debris... including semi trucks and school buses... it's horrible....
The hens are probably saying to each other , "Glad I don't have to get into that car ! " as they see you set off !!
More rain on its way, I prefer it to snow though!
We used to live on an island 12 miles down a logging road from town..the road was steep in many places and rather precarious..in Winter the ice made this more so...my oh's driving hints of "just remember if you lose it ditch it into the mountain side not into the sea" kind of put me off driving there...lol
Maybe hens prefer snow, for there's nothing more miserable than a bedraggled hen, scratching for corn in the mud. Strange though I've never seen a hen with the equivalent of trench foot - or any bird come to think of it. The worst was the winter of 1963 when our semi-wild (and semi-tropical) Muscovy ducks got frostbite in the feet. Amazingly it cleared up when the mild weather arrived. Native species were not bothered.
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