Winter Highway

Leaving North Ranch shortly after 6:30 am, only a few stray snow flakes danced in the headlight beams. A steady snow, occasionally heavy, was spreading southward. On the board, a scheduled appointment on the eastern plains of Colorado.

Having made this kind of drive, in this kind of weather, before, it can be challenging. Winter driving conditions can be poor across open land. A straight road with few grades and curves matter little. The highway, when closed, usually occurs when the conditions are past poor, and the likelihood of becoming stranded are high.

The last status board read, “Winter driving conditions. Poor visibility. Drive with care.”

into the storm: I-70 eastbound from Limon (9:15 am, Jan 28 2019)

Fog and snow blowing across the interstate added to the poor visibility. After a while, other cars and trucks become fewer in these type of conditions.

Driving home wasn’t so bad. The snow had ended in the early afternoon; the roads were clear.

Once home, a light fog was settling over North Ranch. For a change, it was Laurie and Andrea who kept a dinner plate warm for me.

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A Sunrise Gem

Several weeks ago, I teased blogging friend, Elisa, about standing in the middle of the road for a stunning photo. A couple weeks ago, I found a photo in my own library which was taken, standing in the middle of the road.

Off the highways, sunrise on a country road is one of the hidden gems of rural Colorado …

 

On this morning, in August 2011, my daughter Deborah and I were driving to a ranch to check out a horse. It was largely a quiet drive in the pre-dawn darkness. When the August sun began to rise above the horizon, Deborah mentioned how pretty and how bright it was, hoping the day would be as nice as the sunrise. With such a pretty scene unfolding, it was worth taking a few photos. And, yes, standing in the middle of the road was the best spot. Considering we hadn’t seen any traffic on this particular road, it was a fairly safe proposition.

Though in Eastern Colorado, this scene reminded Deborah of one her favorite George Strait songs, Amarillo By Morning … which she played a bunch of times that morning.