It was an Everett day for me and Barbie, although extremely short-lived. The weather in Seattle was nice enough, but as I rambled up I-5 at the first crack early, I found myself caught in a vortex of swirling white stuff. I had to skip my flying lesson (LGT my personal site; pardon the poor image quality) and go straight to work where the snow was already sticking.
It was continuing to pile up as I hastily met with everyone I needed to see and got the hell out of dodge. The snow was pretty and all, but my main concern was hydroplaning, which I managed to avoid. Going 40 mph for long stretches helped:
I lucked out, dealing with only slight mid-morning traffic. By the time I left Lynnwood, it was no longer snowing. However, I still had chunks of it falling off my car and my windshield wipers going at full speed to combat the slush flying up from the hood. As I returned to Seattle, I couldn’t help but notice how UNREASONABLY GORGEOUS it was:
Nonetheless, Barbie had a rough a day and was still trimmed with snow, so I bought her a drink and took her home: