Timmy picked me up on his way from the coast back to Bend this evening. Kevin and I had looked at tripcheck to check out the pass and, sure enough, there was a severe weather warning. Fantastic. I already have anxiety about traveling and add to that my anxiety about leaving the girls and now severe weather ... I'm not a pretty sight. And the neither was the pass. Holy windy snow storm. I'm not a fan of having limited visibility, let alone swirling winds that hurl up snow to look like it is going to straight up engulf the van. I may have had a few minor silent panic attacks and if I wasn't so tired I'm sure I would have been in tears. But Timmy is a superb driver in less-than-ideal weather and handled it like it was nothing. There is nobody I would have rather had driving through that.
And we made it. Now on to the 8.5 hour drive to San Francisco in the morning.
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