August 4, 2008
We went to the snow for our holidays.
Our snow is really cool – it’s on a volcano, which alarmed the Eldest Daughter somewhat, but we got over that.
Driving up to the snow itself I asked the girls to pipe down for a bit so I could concentrate on the driving as the road was icing up in the shaded areas. Immediately that I said this, the car in front failed to follow the road round to the right and bounced off to the left into the snow drift and hit a tree.
We all stopped to help, but with no tow rope to speak of, all we could do was commiserate and wave down oncoming cars. Fortunately someone alerted the staff at the top of the mountain and a bus arrived so we all left them to it.
I explained black ice to the girls once we were on the road again and how we had to watch out for it.
“Yes, and we’ve got to watch out for the snow sharks as well” declared the Youngest Daughter.
She’s mad as a snake, that one. But very funny with it.