This is probably one of the most grueling stretches of road I traveled on the drive from Oklahoma City to Seattle at the end of last October. The scenery was breathtaking, but the twists, turns, inclines, and declines made things rather interesting to say the least. Along the way were signs warning of falling rock and avalanches. Not something I really wanted to see as I was driving through the mountains in less than ideal conditions. Colorado had just endured its first blizzard of the season and the roads were full of slush and sand. I made it through safe and sound and arrived at my parents' house the following evening without incident.
When I see stories like this in places I have been, it just makes me wonder how close I came to having to deal with it. It is a weird feeling.