Haliburton cottage trip
… or maybe I shouldn’t speak so soon, since we may very well get it. Did I just jinx us?
This photo is from the Christmas cottage trip to the Haliburton region at the end of 2008. This looks more like the weather we get the end of January around here than what we have now, but I’m not complaining! This is just fine. I’ve been wearing rubber boots to walk home more often than not because of the mud. It’s not even winter slushy, it’s just muck. But I’ll take it — I don’t have to shovel it or scrape it off my car.
Today was even warm enough that I could do some car maintenance without freezing my fingers off. I was supposed to volunteer for The Brides’ Project at the National Bridal Show this afternoon but they had enough volunteers, so I took the opportunity of daylight to replace my headlight that had blown out last night when the roads suddenly became icy. (Last night was a MESS — cars sliding everywhere, buses couldn’t make it up hills, and there were some people at the Chinese New Year party who were stuck in traffic because vehicles had skidded and blocked entire lanes.)
I noticed it just north of Bloor: I was a few hundred metres past the intersection when I tried to brake at a crosswalk and my car kept sliding. I was going slow enough that I didn’t rear-end the taxi in front of me, and luckily there was an empty lane beside me, so I just turned the wheel to slide over to the next lane and came to a slow stop. Others weren’t so lucky; there were cars all over the place.
Anyway, I replaced the headlight bulb, the windshield wipers, and put in winter windshield fluid (Rain-X, because we seem to be getting more rain than snow these days). If this were a regular winter, I would’ve had to tackle those things one item at a time and duck into my car in between to get the feeling back in my fingers.
I wonder what February will be like?
