What’s it like barreling through mountain passes in whiteout conditions – translation for the uninitiated: the combination of snow and wind that results in zero visibility? It sucks. Nobody enjoys it: not thrill seeking adrenaline junkies, ordinary junkies, type A or B personalities, liberals, conservatives, not global warmists or deniers…NOBODY. You are unsafe at any speed and you know it.
Allow me to share a little of the “thrill” for those of you south of the Mason-Dixon line who’ve never seen the necessity of learning how to steer into a skid:
Yes, that about captures it. I know you can’t see anything - zero visibility, remember? And there you are, in a 5000 pound SUV, traveling 40, 50, 60 - even 70 mph, depending on the condition of your nervous system, hurtling up and down grades more suitable for mountain goats than wheeled vehicles. Throw in an endless stream of tractor trailers, aka semis, playing hopscotch with each other and you are living the dream, baby.
I’d say everyone should do it at least once but no, really, they shouldn’t. It’s insanity of the highest order. Right up there with the delusion that gender-queer is a real thing.
Add to the specific insanity of driving through the mountains in a snowstorm the fact that you are doing it with another bunch of people as insane as you are and we’ve moved into an undertaking at least as deranged as a Democrat debate. I don’t know what it says about me that I’ve done it now at least a dozen times.
Although right now I’m feeling both crazy and stupid. Maybe I should get some sleep.
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