This morning I got up, went with Mary & Doug to drop dad at the Phoenix International airport and enjoyed visiting with Mary for a bit. Ben & Doug had been watching the weather and decided we should leave town in order to “get ahead of the snow.” After exploring several possible routes through the mountains, they decided that it would probably be best to head straight up I-17 to Flagstaff before getting on I-40 for the remainder of the trip (stay on 4-lane Interstate the whole way).
change in scenery within 60 miles or less
We had cruised about 90 miles and were at 7,000 ft. when the traffic came to a sudden halt…
and STAYED that way for over 3 ½ hours!
Ben's best fake smile after about an hour of sitting still. Notice the people in the median... sledding!
Apparently there was a wreck (due to the snow) about a mile ahead, which caused the backup.
BUT due to the heavy/accumulating snow, it was hard to get a tow truck up ahead of everyone.
AND since the highway hadn't been plowed, there were vehicles sliding, veering sideways and getting stuck everywhere once we were able to get moving.
Finally reaching a cruising speed of 25 mph for the last 30 miles to Flagstaff, Arizona.
The Prius prevailed!
I am told that when travel plans don't quite go your way, it is called "an adventure." Right now Ben & Kaden are asleep here in our (nice) hotel room.
This "adventure" has offered me some peace & quiet to reflect over our holiday & update our blog while listening to the snow/sleet hit our window. Not bad.