From the "what were we thinking" files...

We woke up yesterday morning with the last of our season tickets staring us in the face. We decided to try making it to the game... Why was this even a decision? Because it was supposed to stop snowing, and it hadn't. And because we'd broken one of TOG's chains the day before and were down to one. We would have to rely on public transportation.

Let me explain... I realize that in other parts of the county (certainly in Alaska where I grew up), this snow is nothing. But here in Seattle, we have our own snow plan. If it snows, one of our three vintage plows will try to clear a path from City Hall to I-5, the main freeway between Canada and Mexico. And then we wait, because it will all melt in a day or so anyway. In the meantime, our citizens will bundle up and try to sled on practically bare pavement on one of Seattle's many hills and mass quantities of cocoa and lattes are consumed. Alternatively, bystanders will bundle up and watch drivers try to get their cars up one of Seattle's many steep ass hills. Occasionally, if they think the driver has a fighting chance, they'll help push, but mostly they try to stay out of the way as it comes sliding back down. For Seattle-ites, snow is like a festival once every two years or so. Buses go on snow routes and the state patrol advises folks to stay home and quit leaving their cars all over the roads.

So, when newcomers ask "where are your snow plows" or "why aren't you spreading sand or salt" or even "how can an entire city come to a standstill like this" they don't understand the plan... which is basically 'enjoy it while you can and wait it out'. We don't have a multitude of plows or a mountain of sand here in the lowlands. We have rain... which usually provides a quick death to those hastily assembled snowmen in the front yard!

Thus, when we decided to fight the existing snow and below freezing temperatures to try to make it to the game...we knew it would be "a long day".

Here's where we started... waiting at the train station. Not snowing yet...

 

After the storm, but before the fresh snow.

 

We weren't able to get on the trains. They were full by the time they got to our stop. Full. They could barely shut the doors. Everyone decided to ride the train. Plan B... find the Seahawk shuttle bus and ride that.

Here we are on the shuttle bus... this was on the way to I-5 and before the chain broke...

 

You probably can't see how hard it was snowing. We thought it would stop any minute...

Here we are stopped on I-5. Yes. The driver stopped the bus on I-5 and GOT OUT to check the broken chain that was beating the hell out of the bus. Dude. It's a freeway. You don't GET OUT on the snowy freeway. One person losing control and sliding into you...

 

Can you see how hard it's snowing? So... once wasn't enough... he stopped the bus again in Seattle. That was before the chain completely broke and fell off. We're late for the game, but we make it...

 

That mist... that's the snow. It wasn't supposed to... but it snowed. And snowed. And snowed.

    Here's the field before they started scraping the yard lines. Note the big ring of snow around the edge. That was like 4 feet high.

 

Here's what the freeway and ramps were looking like.

 

This is the train station.

During the game TOG and I decided that although we had return tickets on both the train and the bus shuttle, we would take the train. The freeway was looking really bad, and the shuttle bus had already lost a chain... plus we weren't sure where to catch it because they'd dropped us off in the wrong place. So after the game, we headed for the train station. It was 27 degrees. We waited for 2 hours. The trains didn't come. Because the switches on the tracks were frozen. They couldn't get the trains switched over to the main tracks. They had to send a guy out with a blow torch to thaw the tracks. We caught the last train going south.

Once we got back to our station, we still had to hike to where we left the truck for the shuttle. It was getting really cold and snowing hard. Plus the snow was getting deeper. Here I am following TOG. He's in this picture somewhere, but I can't see him...

 

Finally we reached the truck...

 

After we made it back up the hill to our house, it snowed some more. A lot more. All night. Remember yesterday's photo of the back yard...? With the drifts?

 

This was this morning at 5 am...

 

It's after 7 now and it's still snowing.

I'm ready for it to stop.

Asthmagirl out...