Tonawanda News — My blase attitude lasted for maybe a block south on River Road, when visibility dropped considerably. OK, maybe this wasn’t going to be that much of a breeze, after all. Still, I could see the road, the lights, the other vehicles. I’d be fine.
(Side comment: People, it doesn’t matter if it’s technically daylight out. If you’re driving in conditions in which visibility is remotely poor and you notice you have to keep your eyes open for other vehicles’ lights ... maybe that should be a clue to put your own vehicle’s lights on? On this trek, I noticed three different cars and trucks without lights, which doesn’t sound like a ton unless you’re about to make a turn while hoping and praying that there’s nothing coming through the white. More on that later.)
Slowly, my little patch of traffic moved over the bridge and into the City of Tonawanda. It looked like my favorite Tim Hortons was closed. Maybe this was bad, I joked to myself.
Of course, that’s when things really did get worse.
Like a float in a really a slow parade, I followed a line of other vehicles down Main Street, watching lights, foot on the brake. By the time I paused to make my left turn at Main and Roosevelt, it was just a matter of squinting at the oncoming lights and hoping every other vehicle out there was using them. I passed the library and crept onward.
By the time I made Delaware, it was a white-out. I couldn’t see a thing at times. It was just foot-on-the-gas and keep moving. The wind whipped the snow around and howled and I peered through the windshield and kept my little car in the tracks of those that had gone before it.