Safe Winter Driving
Posted: Saturday, December 17, 2011
by Dianne Lehmann
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In actuality, the safest thing to do when the snow is falling and the temperatures are below freezing is to just stay home. That is advice that I plan on heeding in the future no matter what my husband, Bernd, might have to say.
A couple of weekends ago, we had our first major snow storm. Bernd and I found ourselves without much direction on a Saturday afternoon and he suggested we go check out the new CAL Ranch store that opened up in downtown Prescott in the old Kmart building. I had wanted to do that for some time so I was pretty gung ho to go … except for the snow. Bernd thought it should be okay. I reminded him that Prescott was a few hundred feet higher in elevation than at home, but he was not to be deterred. Frankly, I was somewhat nonplussed by his desire to do this. Normally he doesn't have much interest in anything having to do with my obsession with horses. Then I found out that on the way home from CAL Ranch, he wanted to check out the Fry's grocery store in town.
Now, my Jeep is old, but still plucky. It has four-wheel drive and good tires. It does well in the cold weather, even if the power steering does tend to get a bit stiff. I topped of the gas tank at the gas station right at the entrance to our housing complex and we headed for downtown. We took the back way because it involves fewer traffic signals and I was already anticipating having trouble stopping.
As we were driving into slightly higher elevations, the snow started coming down more thickly. The back road (Fain Road) has a speed limit of 65 miles per hour, but I found myself sticking to about 45 because the visibility was so bad. And mind you, it was still daylight. Albeit a very weak and watered down daylight.
The road had not been plowed and no cinder had been put down so my tires were making all sorts of noise in the snow. When I came to the first bridge, it could hear the crunch of ice under my tires. Because it was snowing so heavily, I could hardly see the first traffic signal even though I knew where it was. I drive this route twice a week on my way to visit the horses so I'm very familiar with it. I started to think about turning around and going home. But we forged on instead.
It was impossible to see the lane markings and we and the few other cars that were out were pretty much just driving in each other's ruts. When I got to the traffic signal where I had to make a left turn onto Willow Creek Road where the CAL Ranch store was located, I had no idea if I was really in the turn lane or not. They hadn't even plowed that major link between Prescott and Chino Valley yet.
With the snow still blowing and the sun barely lighting the day, we did make it safely to the parking lot of CAL Ranch. I parked and we enjoyed examining all that they had to offer. And it was a lot. Clothing, all sorts of boots, stuff for keeping pigs, chickens, goats, horses and you name it. Along with guns and rifles and all sort of hunting, fishing, and camping gear. It was heavenly.
By the time we were ready to leave, the sun had gone down and the temperature had dropped precipitously. And we thought it had been cold before that. Bernd said that maybe we should skip going to Fry's and just go home. I thought that might be a good idea also. We decided to go home the same way we had come rather than drive through downtown with its hundreds of traffic signals and some fairly steep hills. There is one piece of the main road (Gurley Street) that they close when it snows because it really is only good for sledding.
Leaving the parking lot, I was extra careful to allow myself lots of stopping room. I had gotten immediately into the outside lane because the roads still hadn't been plowed and it seemed to be more clear than the inside lane. I came to the first red traffic signal and stopped just fine. The next couple of traffic signals were green. But even so, I was only traveling at about 20 miles per hour. I thought that I had a better chance of stopping "suddenly" the slower I was going initially.
Unfortunately, I had to move into the inside lane due to a car that was stopped in the outside lane. Also unfortunately, the traffic signal just ahead was indicating by the walk/don't walk signal that it was about to change to yellow and then red.
I had stayed in the inside lane after passing the stopped vehicle because it didn't seem to be all that bad and crossing over the ridge of snow and ice between the lanes again didn't really appeal to me all that well. The couple of cars behind me did, however, move back into the outside lane. I wish I had.
When I saw that the signal was about to change, I started very carefully applying pressure to the brake pedal. Very carefully. The back end of my Jeep immediately began fishtailing all over the road. First one way and then the other as I let up and reapplied pressure. I realized that I was not going to be able to stop on what turned out to be ice and said so to Bernd. I looked at the intersection and saw that there was one cross-traffic car waiting to enter the intersection and I started laying on my horn. Just as I began to do that, Bernd rather excitedly told me to honk my horn.
The light turned red before I got to the intersection and I went skating right on through. The car waiting to go waited until I had passed. The cars that had been behind me and had moved back into the outside lane were able to stop. I made careful note of that fact.
So, all of a sudden, I decided to go to Fry's after all. My nerves were a mess and I needed some time off of the road to calm down. I figured the roads weren't going to get any worse than they already were. What I didn't figure on was ice fog.
We had a nice time in Fry's and picked up a few things that we could use. Bernd decided he was in the mood for hotdogs and so we found some without nitrites or nitrates and got some reasonably healthy buns. We decided that Fry's is not nicer than the Fry's nearer to our home. Bernd will probably not want to go back there again anytime soon.
When we left the Fry's parking lot, I was so darn careful. I didn't want to go ice skating with my Jeep ever again. I got into the outside lane and stayed there. I drove really slow and didn't care what anyone might think. When the big black pickup truck flew by me in the inside lane, I thought it was an accident waiting to happen.
All went relatively well until about the last, or what I thought was going to be the last, ten or so miles. That's when we encountered the ice fog. I had been moving along at a nice 35-40 miles per hour after reaching a lower elevation and getting past the ice on the road. It had been just snow on the road for some time and I started to relax. But I could see ahead of us a wall of white and wondered what the heck we were heading into. Normal fog is bad enough, but ice fog is something else. Once again, we had to slow way down.
There is this one really big bump in the road that comes up just before the "off ramp" for Lakeshore Blvd. Why it's called Lakeshore is a mystery to me unless it has something to do with the fact that all of Prescott Valley had been an inland sea at one time many eons ago. Anyway, after that bump, it's usually just a matter of minutes and about six miles to get home.
But, just ahead of me, I could barely make out a flashing light in the ice fog. I slowed down even more and approached it at a crawl. When I was very nearly right on top of it, I saw that it was a highway patrol vehicle. The officer was standing outside and behind it with a wimpy little flashlight signaling me to get off Fain Road at Lakeshore. I did and the "on ramp" to get back onto Fain was blocked by a snow plow. I thought they could have put that plow to much better use.
Bernd has no real sense of direction and so he was a little bit panicked at the detour. I was more incensed than anything else. I really, really, really, just wanted to be home and I had a good idea how far west on Lakeshore I was going to have to go before I'd come to a street that would take us to Highway 69. My few minutes from home turned into nearly a half an hour.
We did make it home safely and in one piece. And I acquired a new appreciation for traveling in winter weather. Honestly, I don't know how folks back east deal with it all winter. Seems like there would have to be a lot of accidents, frayed nerves and cursing.
I know it might be hard to imagine that it snows in Arizona, but I have lots of pictures to prove it. I've included two here. The first one is looking out our front door at part of our front yard and across the street. The second was taken while hiking on the Fain Ranch land that backs up to the back of the community in which we live.
Just in case you absolutely have to drive while it's snowing, I've put together a few tips to help you:
1. Just make any left turn from the outside lane. It's probably the one most traveled in and more likely to be free of ice. Chances are there won't be too many other foolhardy people on the road anyway. Hopefully.
2. High beams are of no use whatsoever in an ice fog. And that trick people tell you about wearing your dark glasses is bull pucky.
3. Allow way more stopping distance than you think you will need. Even then you'll need more. Sometimes a lot more.
4. Stop well back of the car in front of you. This allows you to test your stopping ability before rear ending them. Then too, it allows you some "wiggle" room when the person behind you looks like they are about to rear end you.
5. Try not to stay out after dark. Previously clear roads will turn icy in the blink of an eye.
6. Remember that ice will form first on the bridges.
7. Do not make any sudden changes in direction even if you think you are going slowly enough.
8. Do not do anything else but drive. I'm serious about this. Turn off the radio, do not have a conversation with any passenger, do not consult a map, and absolutely do not talk on your cell phone. Driving on snow and ice requires your complete attention.
9. Keep at least one blanket in your vehicle in case you do have a problem. Some water and a few snacks are a good idea too. You can't rely on emergency vehicles getting to you quickly.
10.When you do get home safely, congratulate yourself and have a nice hot cup of something soothing. I did.
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Top-level comments on this article: (5 total)Very good one! Nice place. I love the desert and the west. I have a place in Pioneertown, CA and lived in Wyoming. Be safe.Hi Jack.
I'm not familiar with Pioneertown and I've never even visited Wyoming. But I hear it's pretty. I used to live in southern California. Where in CA is Pioneertown?
Thanks for reading!
Hugs,
Dianne
Whew, I was tense all the way through this, Dianne. I was dreading reading about you having an accident. I'm so glad you got home in one piece. But well written because you had me on the edge of my seat!
Your photos are beautiful; I'm one of the ones who didn't know it snowed in Arizona. I also wonder how people who live in areas that get really heavy snows cope. It looks romantic in the movies but I'm sure in reality it's tough.
I had to come down off a mountain once (walking) in a really bad snowstorm, it was terrifying. It had been a blizzard the night before and somebody had gone out and got lost. All the men volunteered to try and find him. They wouldn't let the women come with, it was very moving. As it happened they did find him and nobody got hurt.
Snowstorms aren't funny. Remarkable that so many people survive them!Hi Jennifer.
Frankly, there is a lot in this world that it's a wonder we survive. :) We're so accustomed to the normal dangers that we don't really notice them. We just roll along like they don't exist. Maybe that's a good thing. :)
I didn't know I'd written a "thriller." :) I was really just reporting it as it happened. I do have a new appreciation for ice. There's a commercial on TV for a car that they proved could stop on ice. I look at it and shake my head. They'd have to put a non-professional driver in that car and then I might believe it.
I've been out walking in heavy snowstorms and it's tough. Coming down off a mountain? Not sure I'd try it.
There was a story in the news here recently about a man and woman (quite old) surviving for something like four days in their car ... stuck in a bad snowstorm. When it looked like they could finally walk out, the poor wife walked only a few steps and fell down dead. Ooh, this is getting a bit morbid.
Thanks for stopping by!
Hugs,
Dianne
Exhaustive, exhausting, I get all wound up just reading this tome. I would say travelling in the mountains and bad weather is the closes thing to "tempting God" at certain times. Good job.Hi Christofer.
But it's so darn picturesque! :)
Down in Phoenix, which isn't really "mountainous," they get these horrible dust storms in the summer during monsoon. So many traffic accidents happen during them that it isn't funny. I'd have to say that it's far worse than when the winter weather hits us hard here.
But ice is still quite challenging. I have a new respect for it. Almost an obsession. :) The black ice is the worst because you can't really see it.
Thanks for reading!
Hugs,
Dianne
Good information, and loved the snow pics. I laughed at #1., because in my state we say that people from Atlanta get in outside lane and put on their right turn signals, then turn left...SOOO maybe they are from Arizona...just kidding.Hi Elle.
People do that all over. :) But maybe a bit more in Atlanta. I've never been there and haven't done much driving in states other than California, Arizona and New Mexico, so I'll take your word for it.
Thanks for reading!
Hugs,
Dianne
Dianne,
Gosh, you had me on the edge of my seat as well! Having lived in London, Ontario for 16 years, I could feel every mile of your drive through the snow, the squalls and the fog. Your pictures are lovely and your writing? Always a treat!Hi Nancy.
You must have a lot of experience driving in that sort of weather. I don't really. Mostly, if I can, I stay home when it's like that ... because it isn't like that very often. I guess it should either snow more or less. :) With more, I'd have more experience and with less I wouldn't need the experience. :)
Glad you liked the pix! The light was just perfect and I couldn't resist taking them.
Thanks for reading!
Hugs,
Dianne
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