Country Mayhem: Hockey Style!
January 31, 2011 § Leave a comment
We began our weekend with a little bit of unpredictability.
It started with the radio. The Voice, after a rather poor effort in clever banter, began droning off a list of highway closures due to strong winds and almost 0 visability.
Trav had asked me to check the internet for road closures, and it looked like our main route was open for the time being. So we made a run for it, and piled into his car. I could feel the last of the stinging sensation on my cheeks. It was pretty darn cold, but nothing we couldn’t handle.
At first, we thought it wasn’t so bad. It was a bit windy, and the snow just barely brushed across the asphalt roads…
…and then, a mile out of the city, things changed.
The road suddenly disappeared. We couldn’t tell where the road ended and where the ditch began. We saw tail lights at the last moment, a barely visible semi, and the faint glow of flashing amber lights…lights that belonged to a car that got pulled into the whiteness. It was nothing like I’ve ever experienced.
We almost got sucked in ourselves.
So we made the smart decision to turn around and stay another night in the city. It was a good thing too, because the next morning, we heard stories of a few fatalities overnight.
The next morning, we piled into the car again and headed out. This was the view just outside of the city.
A few miles later, we saw a bunch of these:
It’s scary to think that we might’ve been in the same situation if we kept going…or worse.
Things were good until we were about 20 minutes from our destination. The wind picked up, and we started to worry just a bit (okay, actually, I started to worry…).
But things were good. Fine. Sort of. We had a few close calls. During one of our steadier moments, I took this picture of the “hydro” lines along the highway. It just screams “Prairie Winter” to me…
Oh, and here’s the “Halfway Tree”, which isn’t really halfway to where we were going, but it’s pretty much the only tree in the area, and it sticks out like a sore thumb. It’s one of those familiar sights you look forward to during a long car ride.
Needless to say, we made it to The Farm all in one piece. We relaxed for a bit before heading to the rink to watch Trav and his team (in navy/black) go for the “gold” (i.e. bragging rights). The highlight? Trav scored the first goal. 🙂 I wanted to scream, “THAT’S MY BOYFRIEND!!!” but that kind of thing is frowned upon, apparently…
Unfortunately, Trav’s team lost (by one point, but that didn’t matter). Trav didn’t think it was appropriate to take a team picture after the loss, so this is the only “team picture” that I got…and he’s not even in it. 😦
After the game, some of the boys came up and hugged their girlfriends who cooed comforting words in their ears. Others didn’t take it as hard and went around visiting with the crowd. And Trav? He sulked the manly way: with burgers & beer. One thing I’ve learned in this relationship is to give the man room to sulk. When he’s done, he’ll be more inviting…and buy me food. 😀 Because I was starving after all that cheering and yelling.
I don’t know about you, but there’s something about hockey that ups the hot factor in (most) guys. Like…on a hot scale, Trav reached a 500. But maybe I’m just a bit biased. ♥
All in all, we had a busy weekend. Trav discovered his “slapshot”, and I found out that I’m not that shy when it comes to cheering for my man…even if it is “frowned upon”.