About 30 minutes later, the snow hit us. Evey still wasn't home.
A few minutes after the 2nd picture I took, Evey called us again. She had stopped and wasn't comfortable driving any further. So, Jeff and I went out to rescue her. We both lamented that we didn't want to die on our birthdays. He hates driving at night, but we were far safer with him behind the wheel.
Still, I was so afraid of something going wrong it left me shaking, but I was able to stay in control of my fear. I just really wanted it to be over. Between us and Evey lay miles of rural roads before winding hills down to and then up from the Green River, through heavy falling snow. There are only a few options to cross the river and we feared our regular route would be too difficult so we tried for the Kummer bridge on 169.
It was too steep a hill, across a 150+ foot chasm, especially on the north side of the road. We could see lots of distant twinkling lights creeping upward out of sight between the trees. We'd come to a dead stop. So, we turned back.
We backtracked across unplowed country roads, concerned whether we'd be able to get to Evey at all. We had to try our usual route across the river, at Whitney Bridge.
Our fears were allayed, especially after thinking we may have to abandon her car overnight. As we headed downhill toward the bridge a snow plough passed us going back uphill!
Once we reached Ten Trails, near where Evey had stopped, the roads had by then all been plowed at least once. Jeff had driven us to Evey, and then took her car home while I drove Evey with mine. And we made it.
Exhausted, I was SO grateful to climb into a warm bed, with all my family safe at home and without incident.
And for my birthday, a 🤍 Valentine's Day!! I love the snow, LOVE it, but I had been so scared last night all I wanted was to get home safely and to never leave my house ever again. 😂
