That was interesting
Normally, when I drive to work, the worst ice is on the Mendips just above Wells. Get past that and the rest of the run is fine. This time, the worst ice was driving down the hill into Hartcliffe, where it was so bad that you had to roll down at no more than walking pace. When the car skidded (and it did a lot) you just waited until it hit a bit of snow or grit. Or something else.
Oh yes, and if you got out of your car to look at what the hell was going on, you slipped down the road on your feet and couldn't walk back UP the hill to get in your car again. Somehow, not only did I not hit anything, but nobody else did either. Think I might take the other road to Bristol until all the melt water has stopped running down that hill and freezing by night.
Oh yes, and if you got out of your car to look at what the hell was going on, you slipped down the road on your feet and couldn't walk back UP the hill to get in your car again. Somehow, not only did I not hit anything, but nobody else did either. Think I might take the other road to Bristol until all the melt water has stopped running down that hill and freezing by night.