I pulled out of the parking deck before daylight this morning. My short stay in New Orleans was a
good one, but it felt good pointing my truck toward home.
Blinking signs warned of low visibility on I-10 and by the time I reached the city limits and hit the bridge over Lake Ponchartrain, the fog was thick as a shroud. The people there drive more sanely but I'd seen a video on YouTube last week about a chain reaction accident that occurred during a low-visibility situation and I was VERY alert to the movement of traffic.
Up ahead I saw the tail lights of two 18-wheelers. Inching up next to the first one, I turned on my blinker to snuggle in between him and the truck in front of him. I think the driver understood and backed off a little to put some space between us as we safely navigated through the fog.
About 25 miles outside the city, I-59 peeled off to the north through the Honey Island Swamp and on across Pearl River.
The fog lifted, but sporadic rain and mist dampened my windshield until I got to Tuscaloosa, Alabama.
Jilda had to work this evening so I decided to take a short nap before my daily walk. When the phone rang (wrong number) about two hours later, I jolted from a deep sleep.
I'm writing early tonight because I figure my bed will be calling out to me. I can tell you, it's good to be in Homeville.
Blinking signs warned of low visibility on I-10 and by the time I reached the city limits and hit the bridge over Lake Ponchartrain, the fog was thick as a shroud. The people there drive more sanely but I'd seen a video on YouTube last week about a chain reaction accident that occurred during a low-visibility situation and I was VERY alert to the movement of traffic.
Up ahead I saw the tail lights of two 18-wheelers. Inching up next to the first one, I turned on my blinker to snuggle in between him and the truck in front of him. I think the driver understood and backed off a little to put some space between us as we safely navigated through the fog.
About 25 miles outside the city, I-59 peeled off to the north through the Honey Island Swamp and on across Pearl River.
The fog lifted, but sporadic rain and mist dampened my windshield until I got to Tuscaloosa, Alabama.
Jilda had to work this evening so I decided to take a short nap before my daily walk. When the phone rang (wrong number) about two hours later, I jolted from a deep sleep.
I'm writing early tonight because I figure my bed will be calling out to me. I can tell you, it's good to be in Homeville.
So glad that you are safely home.
ReplyDeleteWe are in for some pretty nasty weather in the Southeast and Northeast. You are in a good warm place.
You've got me humming one of my favorite of John Denver "Back Home Again."
ReplyDeleteGlad you made it home safe and sound. I am certain it feels good to be home and in your own bed. This photo is really nice
ReplyDeleteI like it. On the road as often as we are, it always amazed me the speed folks want to drive whether clear, rain, sleet, fog or snow.
ReplyDeleteVery smart to get in the rocking chair position between the trucks. But most of all whether the trip is short or long, HOME looks good.
WE are blessed because we take our home with us.
I know the WHOLE family is glad to see you back.
Glad you made it home safely. Those eighteen-wheelers are handy- I can remember getting caught in a sudden storm and driving in one's wake as it plowed its way through torrential rain and some close to flash flood conditions on Hwy 78. I was most thankful for its tail lights and those big wheels that pushed that water to the side.
ReplyDeleteYou are brave to drive between the two trucks. The first thing I thought of was what if you all had to suddenly stop? Trucks take a much longer time especially in slippery conditions. You could have been a Rick sandwich. Glad you made it home safely.
ReplyDeleteGlad you made it home safe! Enjoy the day and perhaps a nice nap later? I liked the previous posts....you sure do make one feel like they've been there with you!
ReplyDeleteGlad you are home safely.
ReplyDeleteDriving in thick fog is very dangerous, you never know if you're gonna fall over a cliff but locals seems to drive too fast for the driving condition.
ReplyDeleteGlad that you're home safe and sound and I can tell you've been missed.
JB
There's no place like "Homeville."
ReplyDeleteWhy do you think ruby slippers were invented?
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