andyzee
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Up until Friday I would have said driving up the Big Cottonwood Canyon road in Utah. However Friday this changed. Driving up to Killington I experienced my worst conditions ever. Normally this ride takes me 4 hours, this time it took me 8 hours. The ride up was pretty uneventful with the exception of a lot of snow all the way up. There were cars run off the road all the way up the NYS Thruway. For a change, I didn't see any SUVs run off the road and stuck in the snow. Guess SUV drivers have learned that they need to be careful. The ride on the Thruway was slow but not too bad. Most of the way up was at 35-40 mph. Once I passed the New Baltimore rest stop, I was actually able to speed up to 50+ mph. Took exit 23 and drove through Albany and Troy and across to Bennington, a lot of snow, but not too bad.
Where the extreme conditions started were on RT 7 between Bennington and Manchester. Here RT 7 winds along a ridge above Manchester and other towns below. The road was snow covered all the way, to the point that all I could do was look at the reflectors on either side and just try and stay in between them, this however was not the worst of it. As I got further up towards the high point of this road, started getting hit by really strongs gusts of wind. Everytime the wind blew towards the truck, it would blow large amounts of snow as well, making it virtually impossible to see anything in front of you. When this happened, I would step on the brake and this is the first time I ever experienced vertigo while driving. I had no idea as to wheather had stopped, was moving or if I slowed down how much. Yes, I know I could have looked at the speedometer, but when you can't see in front of you, you don't take your eyes off the road. There had been a car that had been sticking close behind me for some time. With the way the drive was going and the possibility of my having to have to step on the brakes at any time, I was constantly keeping an eye on him. Eventually I got tire of doing this and decided to take the next exit and let him pass, well he followed me on the exit. I got off and pulled a u-turn and decided to get back on RT 7. The ramp going up was covered as was the shoulders, there was no reflectors or anyway of telling where the road was, where the shoulder was, or where there may have been a ditch. I stuck to the left and my wife stated that she thought the road was to the right, I moved to the right and it's a good thing I did, we eventually saw some black top poke through inbetween the snow bars. Got back on 7, continued on a ways figuring it would get better as I got off the ridge. To a certain extent it did, no more wind, but less plowing on the road, they were completely covered. Eventually made it, but got white knuckles to show for it
On the bright side skiing was great!
Where the extreme conditions started were on RT 7 between Bennington and Manchester. Here RT 7 winds along a ridge above Manchester and other towns below. The road was snow covered all the way, to the point that all I could do was look at the reflectors on either side and just try and stay in between them, this however was not the worst of it. As I got further up towards the high point of this road, started getting hit by really strongs gusts of wind. Everytime the wind blew towards the truck, it would blow large amounts of snow as well, making it virtually impossible to see anything in front of you. When this happened, I would step on the brake and this is the first time I ever experienced vertigo while driving. I had no idea as to wheather had stopped, was moving or if I slowed down how much. Yes, I know I could have looked at the speedometer, but when you can't see in front of you, you don't take your eyes off the road. There had been a car that had been sticking close behind me for some time. With the way the drive was going and the possibility of my having to have to step on the brakes at any time, I was constantly keeping an eye on him. Eventually I got tire of doing this and decided to take the next exit and let him pass, well he followed me on the exit. I got off and pulled a u-turn and decided to get back on RT 7. The ramp going up was covered as was the shoulders, there was no reflectors or anyway of telling where the road was, where the shoulder was, or where there may have been a ditch. I stuck to the left and my wife stated that she thought the road was to the right, I moved to the right and it's a good thing I did, we eventually saw some black top poke through inbetween the snow bars. Got back on 7, continued on a ways figuring it would get better as I got off the ridge. To a certain extent it did, no more wind, but less plowing on the road, they were completely covered. Eventually made it, but got white knuckles to show for it