The morning drive started early, as I had said, but the part I wasn’t to know was how much fun the ride would be.
Shortly after hopping onto the interstate, I started seeing something that I could not identify on the road surface. I sussed it just in time. It was pieces of the animal that a rather large vehicle had strewn across the road after they had collided. I realized it in time to start looking for the bulk of the carcass and miss it.
When a semi hits a dear, besides strewing pieces of it for miles, it leaves surprisingly large pieces that would do no good whatsoever to my little Honda. Later in the morning I was to see a truck that had had a similar encounter drive past me, blood still fresh on its grille.
Just before sunrise the fog set in. It was a thick, heavy, fog that was nearly impossible to see through. Thank heaven for the GPS! I slowed to about thirty and put on my flashers about the time that I heard my GPS announce that I was approaching a rest area. Saga and I spent a bit of time hanging-out, listening to the iPod, taking a few pictures, and waiting for the fog to lift. 
This particular rest area has a spectacular view of an ancient glacial valley… that is when you can see it at all it would normally appear in the background. (I know, a picture of me and Saga in front of fog. Reminds me of when my friends moved here from London and they traveled across the states. They have pictures of themselves pointing out where the scenic wonders of the states would be – if you could see them through the fog.)
Shortly after the sunrise, the fog burned off. The skies were clear, the temperatures were cold, the roads were clear and the rest of the morning was a lovely drive. My parents and I passed a lovely evening playing scrabble (I won! For the first time in many, many years I beat my folks at scrabble!)
Today, I have a little work to do and then my folks and I have some chores to do before the family starts to arrive for the weekend festivities.
Wherever you are today, I hope you are close to the ones you love.
Don Bergquist – October 05, 2009 – Kensington, Minnesota, USA
2 comments:
Dang, that's some of the thickest fog I've ever seen! I drove through a butt nasty hail storm this morning on the way in to work.
Hey, Tony!
Thanks for reading and commenting on my blog.
Yeah! It certainly made driving rough, but only for a few miles. Once it got too thick to see the road, I pulled into the Rest Area to wait it out.
I could not believe people wanted to continue and content with the fog and the deer. But then what can you say? Some people will drive through anything.
I do not believe I have been through fog this thick since I lived in the suburbs of London. Some of those fogs could really blind you.
Have a great day, hope the hail didn't do too much damage.
Don
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