Today, we were going to travel home from our Christmas visit to Ordinary Spouse’s parents.

Then winter storm Hercules came trucking down I-80.

The snow forecast for Hercules
Hercules dropped snow all along our route.

We tried to leave, but things looked bad almost immediately. We couldn’t even get enough traction to turn out of the subdivision. And within a couple of miles, we decided to abort the 400 mile trip, because the forecasts hinted at nastiness all the way from Indiana to Pennsylvania. Five miles and thirty minutes later, we were back where we started.

A trip thwarted
The instrument panel testifies to our failed trip.

So we spent the day inside playing cornhole. Hooray for Christmas presents!

We’ll try this trip again tomorrow.