"It Never Rains In California......"

"It never rains in California.....
But girl, don't they warn ya......
It snoooowwws, man it snows......."

I didn't check the weather forecast before I left to spend a couple of days visiting with friends in San Diego and Escondido. I also didn't turn on my cell phone. If I had done either one of those things I would have known to avoid the route through the mountains and stick to the direct route along the Interstates. There was a weather advisory warning of an imminent snowstorm on the Weather Network, and Anita texted me 42 times (no shit, I counted them) warning me about the weather along highway 74 and recommending a much wiser alternate route. I didn't even wise up when I cleared the first pass and looked at the road ahead.

I figured all I had to do was drive through the clouds and once I dropped down into the valley on the other side everything would be fine. But by the time I reached the Julian Pie Store in Santa Ysabel I was wearing every single piece of clothing I could fit underneath my bike jacket, with my rain suit on over top.

I will never ridicule a California "Winter weather advisory" again.