Slip sliding away, slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you’re slip sliding away
These lyrics are from a Paul Simon song. And, I found this song to be true the hard way. We received a blast of winter yesterday. Somewhere between 10 and 15cm of snow fell to the ground. This was predictable as I had removed my snow tires on Thursday.
A BMW 530i, with low profile performance tires and sport suspension, is completely and unequivocally useless in a snowstorm. I was able to make it to church on Sunday morning, barely. I could not make it back home. We have a hill that leads to our house and I could not get enough traction to make it up the hill. I had to park the car at a friend’s house and my wife came to my rescue to drive me home. I did finally get the car home later that evening.
I know what you are thinking: “why did he remove his snow tires the end of March?” The main reason is that my son and I are taking a road trip to Augusta, Georgia for the Master’s tournament. We leave tomorrow. I had no time today or tomorrow to get the tires changed and, quite frankly, getting such a dump of snow is unusual for this time of year.
I drove down to Toronto this morning and it doesn’t look as though it snowed here at all. 45 kilometres north of the city looks like Siberia.
On Wednesday we’ll see the flowers in bloom down south. I only hope that the Master’s opening round does not get washed out. Lots of rain happening at golf tournaments these days. Dryday is currently predicting low chance of rain for the opening round. We’ll see.