Well a few weeks back I did a Theme Thursday post and wished for a white Christmas and all I can say is that something you do get what you wish for. We had a little bit of snow on Friday and Saturday, but by Sunday it was all gone. We’d arranged to go through to Edinburgh to visit friends on Sunday evening and we thought we’d be fine as there was no snow here. We knew there’d be snow in Edinburgh, but so long as we heading back home before midnight we shouldn’t get stuck in it.
Little did we know that whilst we were in Edinburgh it started snowing like mad over in Fife! We set off home around midnight I think, but ran around the streets a bit with the dog first as she loves the snow. Doesn’t it looks lovely!
We kept saying “I wish it would snow like this in Kinghorn” without realising what we were letting ourselves in for. We started the drive back home, very slowly and tentatively think that by the time we reached the bridge there would be less snow and that once back over in Fife it’ll all be gone. I’m a bit of an experimental photographer and I love taking photographs at night whilst sitting in the passenger seat of the car and playing about with long exposures – Colin calls it ‘Blankie Photography’ as I’m normally there with a blanket on my knee – I’m a bit blanket obsessed -these are some that I took on Sunday night that I just LOVE!
We eventually got over the bridge and could not believe how much snow there was. It got worse and worse and worse.
We had to stop in Aberdour in order to clear the windscreen as the snow had got compacted by the wipers so fast that we could hardly see out. Note from the picture below that it was Colin who got out the car to deal with the matter – not me – I’m too cosy in my blankie you see!
Then we got stuck. We were just driving out of Aberdour and going up the steep hill with a bit of momentum we’d built up and a snow plough came round the corner in the middle of the road and was not going to stop – we had to swerve out of the way and came to a complete stand still. We couldn’t the car moving uphill again. So we reversed perilously back down the hill and then gave it another go, but we couldn’t get that original momentum back and rolled back down again.
We eventually managed to turn the car around and thought our only option was to head for Kirkcaldy – a very long route home, but maybe the bigger main roads would be clear. To begin with they were, then after a turn off for Burntisland which we didn’t take because of the steeps hills we knew we’d encounter, we hit a patch of road that hadn’t been driven on for a while and were basically acting like a snow plough.
The closer we got to the coast the less snow there was, so we knew we’d be alright and eventually arrived home at 2am!
