11 years ago
This was the road as I traveled west on highway 421 away from Winston Salem towards Wilkesboro.
Yes, I was a bit worried…I don’t like traveling with this stuff going on, but I needed to get up to the cabin and the only way to go was to keep going.
I was met in Wilkesboro by the Hubster and his brother Bruce, driving the pick up truck, with the dog along for the ride.
It seems that the turn off up to Buck Mountain was impassable and maintenance folks were busy sanding ----Dave & Bruce came to meet me so one of THEM could drive the van with me, and the other could drive the pick up and perhaps ALL of us would soon make it up to the warmth and comfort of our cabin.
UP the hill? Are you KIDDING?
The road off the highway is completely snow packed!
The snow is still coming down at a good pace and shows no sign of stopping. By the time we reached the hill UP the mountain, we could see there was no going up ---the sanding was still going on, and other cars had pulled off the road either to wait it out, or someone else came down to pick them up and carrying them back home…..leaving the cars that couldn’t make it up the hill parked for the night.
Still sanding!
We tried going up in the van….and that was a NO GO, and we slid back down and had to park off to the side.
A plan was hatched……run back to Wilkesboro ((about a 15 minute drive)) for chains for the pickup –we could leave Shamu parked at the bottom of the hill, just off load all of my stuff into the back of the pick up and we would be fine…
And back to town we went.
The Blue Ridge mountains are so beautiful in the snow!
At this point it is also only about 19 degrees, darkness is starting to fall and the wind is blowing icy crystals every which way.
Chains were purchased!
((And restrooms were available, thank GOODNESS!))
Chains were attached!
And Sadie watched on!
The ride up the mountain was hair raising. We slipped, we slid, we spun and I held my breath and white knuckled Sadie until we reached the road that leads to the cabin, and warmth and safety!
There is a pot of potato soup on the stove.
There is cornbread in the oven.
I am going NOWHERE!!
Shamu may stay parked at the bottom of the mountain until the roads thaw, whenever that may be.
It may snow all night!
But I’m here. And I’ve got quilts to attend to ----
As soon as dinner is complete, leaving us all with warm full bellies and a relaxing evening ahead!
Much love from a snow covered Buck Mountain,
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