Yesterday Ben and I headed for the slopes to go snowboarding for the first time since April 20th, 2008 (I found a receipt in my jacket pocket). On Friday we had tried using our old Prius snow chains on the new Prius and found that the new Prius no longer has freakishly small tires. The tires were just outside the range for the old Prius chains and we thought we'd try the chains from the Tacoma and the tires were just under the range of those chains. No big deal, I thought, we'll just pick some up today before we leave town. HA! After half a dozen phone calls and visits to two auto parts store we found out that people in Ventura only want to buy cheap almost impossible to install chains nothing like the great ones that we had.

So we hit the road the next morning to ominous but gorgeous skies and crossed our fingers hoping to find chains closer to the mountains. I had finally had some luck with a Kragan and a Napa Auto Parts near San Bernardino. Napa was closer to the freeway so we tried there. When we got to the Google specified address it wasn't there, but we stopped by a Napa service center who said that the store had moved about 15 minutes away. When we got there the didn't have the chains I wanted but something similar (not as grippy or as easy to install) but we were running out of time so we got them anyways.

Heading up the mountain it felt pretty silly to have had to have gone through all that hassle to get the chains. Not a spec of snow anywhere on the road or margins. But it's always better to be safe than sorry.

We had a great time on the slopes and headed back to the car around 4:30 so we could make it home decently early and let the cats have some fun before calling it a day. Before we got done packing up the car it had started snowing a little but it was still at least 42 degrees out and plenty light. But we hadn't gotten more than 10 miles down the road before that all changed.

All that snow on the car and around it is about 5 minutes old. The temperature had dropped to 30 degrees and the road had turned into wet slippery slush. We stopped to put on chains because everyone in front of us had stopped because a Volkswagen SUV was spinning their wheels like crazy and only sliding sideways. By the time we got them on (5:30) the Volkswagen had somehow managed to make it around the corner and the snowplows had rocketed past. Traffic was barely moving between 5 & 10 mph. About 75% of people didn't have chains or else we would have been going AT LEAST 15 mph. That snowmobile definitely wasn't holding anyone up.

6:00 - The defrosters on high and wipers on the windshield and rear window are barely cutting it. The snow was falling so fast you wouldn't even know the snowmobile had gone by.

6:30 - By this point in time we had passed at least 10 cars that had spun out or crashed into other vehicles. Still averaging 7 mph with frequent stops when someone looses control. Honestly it was like getting stuck in horrible traffic on the freeway. When you get up to where the trouble is you get some satisfaction from seeing a horrible pile-up. It give some meaning to all the wasted time. So every set of skidding tracks heading towards the guard rail, every 4-wheeled SUV thinking they didn't need chains sliding sideways, every fancy BMW spun around backwards was satisfying on a fundamental level.

7:00 - here the snow was falling so thickly we couldn't see the sign to go from the 18 to the 330 and ended up on a narrow, unplowed residential street about 10 feet from another sliding Volkswagen this time trying to pull a U turn and instead sliding straight towards us. We got turned around and back on track.

7:30 - We finally dropped below the snow line, took off the chains and were able to "speed down" the rest of the mountain at 30 mph. There were so few people going by that we started to wonder if traffic got completely stuck behind us. There was a Hummer behind us with no chains that spun out right behind us at one point.
We didn't hit the freeway until 8:15 a solid 3 hours (took about a half hour heading up the mountain) after we left the ski resort parking lot. That's the left over snow on the car there.
I guess those chains were a good idea after all.