Web Log Entry #0021, Monday, December 2, 2002: Day 14
Anchorage Sunrise: 9:46am Sunset: 3:50pm High Temp: 34° Low Temp: 28°
I drive a car with spiked tires. That is so cool! "Look out! I've got spikes!" Oh sure, everyone else calls them "studs," but if you look at them, they're pointed metal projections. Spikes! And on dry pavement, they sound like a cat running across a linoleum floor!
It hasn't been snowing, but the frost on the parking lots and side roads doesn't melt off during the day. The accumulation turns into a layer of ice, which then gets sand, gravel, or de-icer thrown on it. I'm witnessing the genesis of permamuck. It wasn't too bad over the weekend, but this morning I applied the brakes at the top of the little slope from the condo parking lot to the street, and didn't stop. The car slid slowly to the lowest point. There wasn't anyone around, but I don't like the idea of not being able to stop the car when I want to. The main roads have enough traffic to melt off the ice during the commute, so far. I don't look forward to the morning when the ice is thick enough to make driving an exercise in random physics. That will be a good day to stay home.
Here's another picture of Anchorage:
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