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Sorry, I mised you, Tulip -- checked in a coupla hours too late. Ping me later when you return.
Alice...tsk tsk. You oughta know by now that humans of certain psychological profiles completely forget everything they thought they knew about driving when water falls from the sky. Talk about "brainwashing"; I've seen folks reduced to the mental aptitude of gurgling infants upon the advent of a light mist. I lived near Boise for awhile and folks regularly drive 65+ down the Interstate on packed snow. I've driven on a continuous sheet of black ice from Pendleton, Oregon, to The Dalles, which meant that I had to keep it under 45mph or my rear bumper would try to pass me. Once I hit The Dalles, I entered the Columbia River Gorge and the highway was nothing but slush 4-6 inches deep, but you could drive highway speeds because your tires became like rudders against the slush; you simply had to leave lots of distance ahead and lookout for the terminally terrified. Experiences like that comprise a life of compensating for everyone else's woeful inadequacies. Now, back in California, owing the to aforementioned phenomenon, CHP makes you chain up if there's as little as 1/4inch of fresh fall on the road. Somehow, people STILL manage to kill themselves driving in it. To me, that's the vehicular equivalent of killing yourself by accidentally falling off of a curb and breaking your neck; a wholly ignominious way to go.
It's no wonder people drive 80 in heavy traffic; they're not crazy, they're bored out of their friggin' minds!
"Help! My government won't let me do anything more dangerous than run with a Nerf ball, and then only on the grass! I'm in experiential Hell! Aaaaahiiiieeeeee!"
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Well! That sorta sums it all up! I learned how to drive in the snows of the Rocky Mountains, and laughed my backside off when I moved to San Diego. LA is worse. SF is laughable. And from SF to Tahoe is beyond belief.
Those of us who braved the Rockies in all kinds of weather when we were learning to drive find "mist" laughable, and snow packed roads are to be respected.
(However...I almost lost my life on a misty night in January in the middle of Utah. I was NOT driving and the highway was dry.)
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