drive across seasons
winter to spring back again
east west Atlanta
Woke up yesterday to a gray, cloudy but dry morning.
We had plans to go to Woodstock, Georgia, north of Atlanta, for a baby shower.
Ominously, son Lucas, who was hosting the party and texted everyone, “We are still on!”
30 minutes later he texted, “come at your own risk.”
By 8AM, here in Gwinnett County, north-east of Atlanta, it started to snow.
At first just a little, then a lot.
Wet heavy snow.
Brought back memories.
Lots of memories.
Discussions started about the party.
Go or no go?
For people born and raised in Michigan, driving in snow is no big deal.
Unless you happen to be in Atlanta.
There, no one else knows what to do.
There, roads are not cleared or salted.
There, roads are built without shoulders.
The 10 feet you might have available for a shoulder is turned into another, barely wider than a car, traffic lane.
There, roads are carved out of ridges, ravines and hollars with 20 foot steep drop offs on either side.
Winter, snowy weather car travel in the south is not designed to accommodate cars.
My solution was to go explore.
I needed gas in my car.
I said I would go get gas and make an assessment.
I was back in 10 minutes.
Got less than 1 mile from the house.
Cars were everywhere.
Even on the roads.
But everywhere else as well.
I pulled into the a driveway and turned around and felt lucky to get home.
“Nope, no way”, I announced when I walked in.
The party was postponed to Sunday.
My daughters in the city of Atlanta wondered if we were nuts or scaredy-cats.
They accepted the decision but sent photos of clear roads and no snow from just 10 miles away.
Later that same day, my wife and I had to take our son to downtown Atlanta.
This had been planned to be a part of our day after the party.
It was a very quick trip as by this time everyone was staying home.
It was around 2PM and the snow had stopped and was melting fast.
Driving out of Gwinnett County we soon left the snow behind.
By the time we got to our destination in East Midtown Atlanta, there wasn’t even a hint of snow and the roads were dry.
My wife and I passed the time in a cafe over Latte’s and Beignets and the sun poured through the windows of the cafe.
Driving home, we could see the edge of the storm front up ahead.
We left the sun behind and entered into the clouds and fog and cold and gray.
I felt like we had driven across the seasons in just 20 miles.
Somewhere I read that spring time advances 5 minutes or maybe it is a day for each degree north or something like that.
Trying the google and I can’t find the actually figure.
Earl Shaffer, the first person ever to walk the entire Appalachian Trail titled his book, “Walking With Spring“
South to north, walking with spring, is one of the best lines of pure poetry I ever read.
We went west to east and left spring behind.
Winter, up north winter, has come for a time to North Georgia.
I don’t mind to visit winter, but I would not want to live there.