A Cold Drive to Morrilton, Arkansas
I drove 385 miles to Morrilton in the aftermath of an ice storm. The roads were mostly free of ice, but it was an eerie landscape.
Ice ForestI stopped the car on the shoulder of the interstate, and like a crazy woman, braved zooming 18-wheelers for a few photos of the woods.
My GlacierThe sheet of ice on the hood did not melt for 4 days. I had the only car in Morrilton riding around with a glacier on its hood. The windshield was so cold that Judy (my GPS) fell off the glass.
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