Last nights events are one that is worth mentioning. It’s an evening that I will never forget and hopefully parts of the evening I will never have to relive again.
Everything that occurred before 10:30 p.m. was awesome. We had a great concert at the 318 to a packed house. People enjoyed our set and started packing up with smile on our faces.
As we started loading up Derek’s van with cables, guitar effects, a full drum kit, bass, bass amp, cello, in-ear system we started noticing the parking lot getting more and more slippery as we packed up. As we drove off that slippery feeling continued on the roads and soon realized how miserable the ride home was going to be. Saying the roads were slippery would not do this justice. The best way to describe our drive was similar to an air hockey game and our car is the puck. The car slid across the road whatever way the road told the car to go. I was not in control.
Even with these horrible conditions I decided to do the best we could as we were only 25 miles away from home. I got onto 494 and decided patience and safety was my goal, not risking the lives of my wife, mother-in-law, and unborn baby. I stayed in the slow lane with the wisest of cars with top speeds around 10 miles an hour and for a large portion my speedometer read 0 MPH. That means to go 25 miles would have taken us at least 2.5 hours.
The story gets worse in that after an hour into our drive home our low fuel light starts blinking. At this point we have driven a little less than half way home and have seen several cars in the ditch in several positions. I felt like the roads were playing craps and the cars were the dice. Every car I saw in the ditch rolled over made me tense up more and more. I decided that I must pull over to get gas as what would make this evening worse would be to run our of gas.
As I pulled off on my exit I notice all the cars on the exit seemed to be stopped and not moving. I soon realized why as no one could make the slight incline up the ramp. Me and 15 other cars sat there and spun our wheels around not moving a muscle. It was the first time that I wished I had 4 wheel drive. I finally powered through weaving in and our of cars forcing my way up the ramp. We stopped to get gas and I made the decision that if it was that hard to go up the ramp I certainly wasn’t going to try to go down the ramp. I was tired as it was now midnight. The safety of my family was at risk so I found the first hotel I could find slept in a hotel 10 or so miles away from my own bed.
In all my years of driving I have never experienced such awful road conditions. The moral of the story is living and spending a hundred or so bucks on a hotel is better than not living. If you came out the show I am so thankful for your attendance and I apologize for your drive home. I promise that I had nothing to do with the ice and I hope you don’t connect our band with that awful drive you took after a concert. We will try hard to have perfect driving conditions after our next concert that we hope to see you all at.