I remember a fog coming up Town Hill in Pennsylvania one chilly morning at 0-dark-30, with about 20 feet of visibility and everybody running their emergency blinkers.
Somehow we were all still making 40 going up the hill.
on 29 Aug 2013 at 8:31 am Gerry N.
About thirty years ago I got caught in a rainstorm on I-5 S. going from Mt. Vernon WA to Seatlle. It rained so hard I could not tell if my headlights were on. I got on the right side of the fog line and followed it down an exit ramp then parked under the overpass. The rain lasted about half an hour. Scared the poo out of me, it did.
Gerry N.
on 29 Aug 2013 at 8:37 am Paul B
Once ran about 65 miles at 65 in a fog where I could not see much more than 50-75 feet out. Course I was in a line of trucks, which I felt would give me warning. Probably not enough to really do something, but I had confidence.
Not sure I would do that again. But I also would not go 3 as then you would get something up the tail pipe.
I’d rather be behind the dude with his flashers on at 3 mph than be behind the dude in the silver pick-up with no lights on doing 65 in the pouring rain on the interstate.
on 29 Aug 2013 at 10:17 pm mts1
I remember about 10 years ago on US 421 in Westville where one rock truck slammed into the rear of another rock truck that was stopped for a train, killing the drivers. Then there was the chain reaction on I-65 in the smoke coming from a burn-off at Fair Oaks Farm last autumn.
Two things I used to laugh about, now give me the worst case of the willies: 1) black ice, and 2) sudden loss of visibility (blizzard, downpour, fog, smoke, idiot passenger putting a hand in front of my face thinking it’s funny).
on 29 Aug 2013 at 10:35 pm Og
The traffic was sucky in Lyons, IL. The fog was in Indiana. hence my frustration.
I remember a fog coming up Town Hill in Pennsylvania one chilly morning at 0-dark-30, with about 20 feet of visibility and everybody running their emergency blinkers.
Somehow we were all still making 40 going up the hill.
About thirty years ago I got caught in a rainstorm on I-5 S. going from Mt. Vernon WA to Seatlle. It rained so hard I could not tell if my headlights were on. I got on the right side of the fog line and followed it down an exit ramp then parked under the overpass. The rain lasted about half an hour. Scared the poo out of me, it did.
Gerry N.
Once ran about 65 miles at 65 in a fog where I could not see much more than 50-75 feet out. Course I was in a line of trucks, which I felt would give me warning. Probably not enough to really do something, but I had confidence.
Not sure I would do that again. But I also would not go 3 as then you would get something up the tail pipe.
I’d rather be behind the dude with his flashers on at 3 mph than be behind the dude in the silver pick-up with no lights on doing 65 in the pouring rain on the interstate.
I remember about 10 years ago on US 421 in Westville where one rock truck slammed into the rear of another rock truck that was stopped for a train, killing the drivers. Then there was the chain reaction on I-65 in the smoke coming from a burn-off at Fair Oaks Farm last autumn.
Two things I used to laugh about, now give me the worst case of the willies: 1) black ice, and 2) sudden loss of visibility (blizzard, downpour, fog, smoke, idiot passenger putting a hand in front of my face thinking it’s funny).
The traffic was sucky in Lyons, IL. The fog was in Indiana. hence my frustration.
idiot passenger putting a hand in front of my face thinking it’s funny
“I dunno, officer, the door on that side just popped open! It’s never done that at highway speeds before! Shame he wasn’t wearing his seatbelt… “