I left Toronto around noon and travel north through to about Pointe au Baril was good.
Then the snow started. The winds were high and blowing everything around. White out conditions pertained again.
I was listening to the radio, attentive for not only weather and road reports, but reports of accidents as well.
It was not sounding good. A section of highway 17 west of Sudbury had been closed due to an accident. Highway 11 north of North Bay was also closed.
An accident involving a transport truck was reported around Key River.
Traffic, crawling at between 60 and 80 kilometres per hour since Britt, slowed to a stop.
We resumed a short time later with stop and go for a while, one direction of traffic being let through, and then the other.
When I reached Key River, I saw the transport in a ditch and three other vehicles were mounted on tow trucks for removal. Ambulance and police vehicles were also there and flares were being put out on the highway leading up to the accident.
Then I heard that there was another accident at highway 69 and 64, just before traffic slowed down again. Then the CBC announced that highway 69 was closed from Sudbury to the French River (highway 64 junction).
I’m not sure how long we were stopped. I turned the car off and then on again at intervals to keep the windows cleared of snow and ice, listening to the radio and watching people do the douche, trying to creep up the traffic in the oncoming lane or on the shoulder and try to find room to merge with the traffic up ahead.
I watched the guy in the car ahead of me get out to take an indiscrete piss (not something I really wanted in my image bank) and then get back in his car and turn around. Maybe ten minutes later we started to move again.
Just north of the highway 64 junction, I saw the accident site. Four vehicles, two with destroyed front ends, were all being hauled away by tow trucks.
We were on our slow and steady way again, but the radio was still reporting that highway 69 was closed. As I was travelling on that highway, it clearly wasn’t …
Later, just south of Estaire, I saw that southbound traffic was indeed stopped, but northbound traffic was not.
I made it home. In one piece. With no damage to the rental and my sanity intact.