By: Dana McKay/CBS Radio
FALLS CHURCH, Va. (CBSDC) — It took me nearly five hours to travel 26 miles, from Falls Church to Gaithersburg, yesterday.
It was treacherous. I grew up near Boston, lived in Maine and Connecticut, and I have never experienced such a terrible situation on the highway. I was shocked to see not one plow or emergency vehicle throughout the entire trip up the Beltway and then to Interstate 270.
I was stuck in car-to-car traffic moving at literally 1 mph for nearly three hours. I called our program director at 12:30 p.m., just as I was leaving Falls Church, to let him know it was bad out and I wouldn’t be making it to the Capitals game. At 2:30 p.m., I was still in Virginia.
About an hour later, I finally got to a point where it became evident what the hold up was. One lane of traffic crawling by, while the other three to four lanes (couldn’t even see how many there were) were a mess of cars spun out, a truck sideways spinning tires trying to move, people pushing cars and then, of course, the one impatient jerk who was going way too fast to try to creep through it all with no regard for the fact that at any moment his car could slide into one of the people in the road.
On the other side of that truck, there were several other cars sprawled across the road. People were just trying to get across into that one lane that was getting by. I stopped for a few minutes to let a lady in a little BMW slide in.
Once I got past that point, the road was pretty open. It was covered in snow and ice, and I was going about 15-20 mph sliding all over. What really freaked me out were the people flying by me. In a situation like this, when you know help is not getting there any time quick, it is better to be safe than sorry and go at a snail’s pace so nobody gets hurt.
I posted this one to Instagram after I got home.
Approaching the 270 split, you can see everyone backed up on the other side. There was nobody behind me for quite a ways, and I was going extremely slow taking these pictures.
On 270, you couldn’t see the lines — people were just all over the place. Felt like I was following along nicely here, but then you’d get to a point where people had a different pattern going and have to adjust.
About 2 miles from home, I finally saw a plow. And it wasn’t plowing anything!
Finally home, nearly five hours later.
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Finally home. Must have seen 30 spun out cars, people trying to push each other out of the snow in the middle of the highway, not one plow, not one cop, not one emergency vehicle on either major highway I spent over 4 hours on in the worst driving conditions I've ever experienced. #dmv #dc #snow