Seasonal driving requires Winter Olympic skills
Driving this past month has helped get us in the mood for next month's Winter Olympics. First, we slipped, spun and skated around on snow and ice. Then, as the snow retreated to dirty piles, we emulated downhill slalom racers, weaving about the road to avoid potholes.
It's an absolutely necessary skill set as wheel-bending, alignment-trashing craters make some older roadways appear like the dark side of the moon, but it's still disconcerting to look up to find an oncoming Jean-Claude Killy swerving to miss his own potholes.
Cities, counties and the state have initiated report-a-pothole lines. That would be a good thing, except I don't know how good an idea it is to drive with one hand and divided attention while reporting potholes. At least, they are asking for phone calls and not text messages.
But some drivers must be taking them up on the offer as I see fresh asphalt in some of the more bone-jarring canyons I've mostly avoided in recent weeks.
But the new rattles in my vehicle aside, I have nothing but admiration for those who climb in cold cabs to clear roadways during recent blizzards — one on Christmas Eve — or those who fill the potholes during the stretch of miserable days. I drive a minimum of 50 miles a day on weekdays, and there has been not one day when I couldn't get where I needed to go.
We forget when we pay our taxes, that much of the money is going toward salaries or people If they weren’t good at their job, many of us couldn’t do ours.