We were up early again Saturday morning to head out for our planned trip to our son's home in Beamsville. Since his job is keeping him close to his home this year, his family won't be coming back out our way this Christmas. After a light breakfast we started loading the truck with not only our luggage and other equipment but all the gifts that Grandma and Grampa had to deliver. The back seat was packed to the point that I couldn't see out the rear view mirror.
After a quick stop to fuel up the truck we finally were on highway 401 Eastbound by 9:30 a.m. the same time it started to snow. The snow came on quickly and got so bad that it was turning into a squall. We weren't on the Highway 5 minutes when a couple of police cruisers went flying by everyone with sirens and flashing lights. Suddenly traffic was slowing down to a crawl. The flashing lights were ahead of us but seemed to be moving at the same speed everyone else was doing. The 2 police cruisers were slowing the traffic down. Each one deliberately riding on the line taking 2 lanes apiece. The visibily was almost nil and the road was very slippery.
After 20 miles of this questionable action the reasoning behind it became clear as flashing lights from a dozen or more Emergency vehicles emerged through the cloud of snow. Looking between the Ambulances, Fire and Rescue Trucks and Police cars were small piles of vehicles down in the ditch and on the side of the road. It was quite a site to see emergency crews carrying crying children back to the road and assisting people to walk on the uneven terrain as their vehicles were now lodged in the revine. There didn't seem to be any serious injuries but we won't know for sure until we read Monday's news paper. Never expecting to run across bad weather or a scene of carnage like that our cameras were buried under all the gifts in the back seat.
We stopped at the next rest stop because of the slow drive to use the washrooms and get a coffee. When getting our coffees we were informed the Highway was being detoured ahead because a crane travelling Eastbound on the highway had hooked on to and pulled down an overpass ahead that we were headed towards and now we were faced with another long slow ride. The snow had stopped at this point.
We finally made it to Gary and Jen's by 3:30 p.m. safe and sound. After a very delicious dinner and deliteful conversation we managed to get a group photo. By this time the kids had waited long enough seeing the pile of gifts we had brought in. They were anxious to see what Christmas gifts Gramma and Grampa had brought for them.
Back Row Left to Right: Granmma Kathy. Our Son Gary, Grampa Richard Front Row Left to Right: Our Daughter-in-law Jennifer, Connor, Emma, Haigan, Trevor, and family pet Ellie-May |
Now we'll start with the youngest Haigan busy opening his gifts but still looking to see what his brother was getting.
Second youngest Connor intent at checking everything out in his collection from Granmma and Grampa.
Who says kids and dinosaurs can't get along. |
All the kids got their own piece of luggage for upcoming trips. The luggage also helped to transport all the other goodies.
After the adults exchanged a few gifts and more conversation it was time to let the little ones head off to bed and our cue to head out with lots of hugs and many thanks. It was a noisy (very much expected as the little ones were so excited ) but it was a delightful visit. Thank you Jen & Gary for a wonderful visit.
Gary and Jen's Home in Beamsville |
It's about time.
Krackers
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glad you had a safe journey and a nice visit!..nothing like Christmas with small kids!!!
ReplyDeleteDon't you just LOVE snow???? NOT!! Glad you made it safe in such scary conditions. Looks like you had some nice family time - grand kids are so much fun.
ReplyDeleteglad you had a super Christmas visit with your son and his family..nothing like grands to make the spirit grander...that was some drive down..hope the drive back was better..have a merry christmas
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