Saturday night I got online to print our boarding passes for our 8:00 flight to Portland the next morning, just to find that our flight was cancelled (due to the snow). All the other flights to Portland that day were listed "On Time," so we were confident that we could go standby on one of the other flights. So, we arrived hopeful at the airport at 6:30 am Sunday. As soon as we walked through the doors, however, we realized our hope was short lived. Soon we discovered that the line to reschedule a cancelled flight (just on Alaska Airlines) was 6 hours long and we were 2 of hundreds who had a cancelled flight. We clearly didn't have 6 hours to wait in line, so we decided to proceed through security (where I had to throw away my new 10 oz bubble bath) and try to get on standby for another flight.
Once we got to the gate we waited in line to get a standby ticket. After an hour or so we were put on the standby list (which was now 45 people long) and wait. The next flight was scheduled to got out at 9:20.... then it was delayed to 10:20.... then 11:00..... then 11:30.... 11:55.... and, finally, 12:00pm. They boarded the flight and began boarding the standbys. We were minutes away from getting on the plane when the boarding agent made the announcement: our flight was delayed indefinitely due to freezing rain in Portland. We had been at the airport now for 6 hours with no luck. It was time for plan B.
My parents picked us up and we headed south in my Dad's 4x4 truck. The ride was snowy and took longer than normal, but at least we were making progress. Toren's parents met us in Kalama, Washington (about 1 hour north of Oregon City). We switched cars and my parents headed back to Seattle while we continued South. Our car was parked at the airport, and after we trudged through the parking lot in snow up to my knees, we found our Yukon surrounded in an inch of solid ice. Toren spent the next 30 minutes pounding and scraping off the ice. I spent the time thawing inside the car. After our 16-hour adventure, we finally made it home safe and sound.
I was too frustrated to take too many pictures, but this one shows how I felt when we arrived at the airport and saw our car.
Toren pounded the ice off with the end of a shovel. This is about 20 minutes into the de-icing.
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That's a lot of ice.
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