Mainers are slow and steady types on the whole. Often we find ourselves behind a leisurely driven car and are reminded that we are not in New York anymore. It's much appreciated at this time of the year, when the roads are slithery.
We've grown relatively accustomed to driving in snow since coming to the US but there are things you forget each year until they happen again. There is that particular way that snow squeaks and crunches under your tires, there are the sheets of snow and ice that lift off the tops of trucks and smash alarmingly onto the road behind them and the challenge of seeing over the enormous snow banks to pull out of a junction. Our cars become encrusted in road salt and sport impressive accumulations of snow and ice that the kids like to call carsicles but I call fenderbergs.
Not the most impressive examples - but the best photo I could find
Today, on the way back from HopeGateWay, however, the snow was twisting and curling magically like smoke on the road surface. Seeing things like that make it all worthwhile.
slithery!
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