Mr Bs work takes him on the roads when everyone else is told to stay home. So in the middle of Snowmaggedon, off he went–in a very capable vehicle with a full tank of fuel and extra in the back.
Got within 3 miles of the goal and there he stayed for 14 hours. Semi jackknifed across the road blocking both lanes of a state highway, no way back. Fortunately we’d planned for him to be out for a few days so he had plenty of food and drink, fuel, changes of clothing, etc.
Since he was out on a secondary road, albeit a state highway, I made sure that he and the others trapped with him stayed on the radar of the state and local crews without being ‘hysterical chick’, making unreasonable demands, or just otherwise making their day worse than it was–checking in every four-six hours for status updates. I found some local EMS folks and put them in touch with Mr B so he could give them updates and then stepped back to let them work. He was checking on the folks around him to make sure no one was in distress and relaying that information forward.
Kudos points to the medium sized town close to us for their EMS efforts and their cooperation with both the state and with people with capable vehicles like Mr Bs (usually he’d be the one out there doing rescues). The county folks can kiss my ass for absolutely refusing to cooperate with the state to hit the secondary highways (but, but, but it’s a STATE road….–yeah with people trapped on it and temperatures dropping you jag-off p**sies*) while the state was occupied with the interstates and expressways and for also pulling back their trucks while there was work to be done.
I’m okee dokee. Work called it so that I don’t have to go anywhere. There will be baking later for both the heat into the house and just for comfort.
*ETA, I didnt actually call the county guys jag-off p*$$ies. That’s my frustration, which I did not vent on them.
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