February 18, 2006
Icy Conditions
A few weeks ago, I ran into my old friend Keisuke, cross-country skiing around Tug Hill. Somehow Kei and I always manage to discover the same sports at around the same time. As usual, Kei is more hardcore than I, wearing ski tights, a skiing jersey, fancy boots and skiis and poles while I lag along in borrowed backcountry gear complete with a snow bib, gators, and heavy heavy heavy backcountry skiis and boots.
We took off pretty late in the day, getting on the road around 2:30pm. The whole way, I kept back-seat driving Kei, commenting that he was going entirely too fast on snow-covered unsalted roads on a day that promised highs in the mid-teens. We got there safe, at least, and went for a couple of miles of crazy skiing.
On our way back, Kei continued driving entirely fast, and acted thoroughly Japanese when we began spinning around on a particularly long and wide turn. "Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry," he said as we rotated 540 degrees, and landed backwards in a ditch.
I'd guess that the temperature when we crashed was between 5F and 10F without the windchill, with winds gusting around 20-30mph. Yeah, cold. Kei went running down the road to find a house, I stuck things out with my trusty Bubble Jacket and tried to dig the car out somewhat. Unfortunately, we required the assistance of a tow truck in a process that took about 2 hours. Fortunately, nobody was hurt, Kei's car is driving (though a rear control arm is bent up a bit), and we were able to make it home to hot tubs and wood stoves...







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