Snow in the Mountains

We’d heard that there was snow coming from Monday and on into Tuesday, before a marked increase in temperatures from Wednesday onwards. So Tuesday would be the only day that could pose a distinct problem to anyone needing to get off the mountain that we were temporarily calling home. What day did we need to leave? Tuesday.

Although we had a four wheel drive vehicle we still didn’t fancy the idea of navigating it down the steep and bendy mountain roads in the snow, so we took it down and parked it right at the bottom of the mountain on Sunday while the weather was still lovely and sunny. We spent the afternoon on our balcony looking out at the sunshine and wondering how it could possibly turn so much colder in such a short space of time. However, on Monday morning we woke to see it snowing and it didn’t stop for the entire day. It occasionally got a little lighter, then back to blizzard conditions, but that was it. Just snow. It made the views look particularly Alpine and picturesque. Not your usual Easter weather though.

As we weren’t going anywhere for the day we decided to make the most of the cabin and its facilities. More rounds of pool ensued, unfortunately with the husband remaining victorious. We also braved the outside hot tub a couple of times even though this meant sweeping the snow from the balcony and from the hot tub itself before jumping in. Jumping in very gingerly, of course, so we didn’t slip and break our necks. Thankfully it was 104f in the water so we were nice and toasty in there. A little more of the Tennessee bourbon may also have helped keep things warm. By the time we got out again I had snowflakes covering my hair. My whisky glass had even started to freeze up its sides (perhaps putting ice cubes in it was a little unnecessary). And we then had to skip back through a fresh covering of snow on the balcony in order to get back into the cabin. Well, you have to try these things, don’t you?

Despite the snow not letting up for the entire day, weirdly it hadn’t settled at all on the road or on our driveway. We had heard that a gritter usually makes it way up there in bad weather but it certainly hadn’t been onto our property so we couldn’t work out how the driveway was so completely clear. We wondered whether we might have been able to drive down after all as we tucked ourselves into our warm and cosy bed for one final night of listening to the wind howl outside like a Scooby Doo ghost (it didn’t sound half so bad downstairs – typical).

When we looked out of the windows on Tuesday morning, however, we realised we had made the right decision after all. The snow was now about four inches deep on our driveway and there is no way we would have got the car down there. Well, actually, getting down would have been easy but stopping before reaching the edge of the road might have been a small concern. As it was, the husband decided to travel part of the way on his posterior. That may not have been entirely his own decision, I suppose. It did make me feel better about losing at pool though. The rest of the journey on foot was nicely uneventful but we were definitely happy not to be trying to drive down.

Of course, once we were at the foot of the mountain, the weather was a lot more favourable so we had no problems getting back across to Nashville. The I40 has now become very familiar and does rather remind me of the A30 into Cornwall with its rugged countryside scenery.

So now we find ourselves in Nashville Airport, in another military lounge, after what feels like a very extended holiday. The people of Tennessee are so incredibly friendly and welcoming that I feel rather sad to be leaving. Definitely my favourite place to have visited so far. Must talk the husband into a return visit – perhaps next time to a cabin that’s not quite so far up a steep mountain in the depths of a blizzard.

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