Today is Friday January 20th, 2012 and I am sitting at the Hilton Garden Inn in Renton, Washington. About an hour ago I should have been in Missoula, sipping a cold one at Red's Bar with my Father. Unfortunately, Seattle accumulated 8" of snow in the last two days and apparently they don't know how to deal with snow around here. My flight last night from Saint Louis to Seattle was delayed by about an hour, which would have made making my connection flight to Missoula difficult, if I was given the option. But when we landed in Seattle we were told all of our connecting flights had been cancelled. The polite young lady behind the Alaska Airlines service desk shook her head as she informed me that the soonest she could get me into Missoula would be late Saturday night or Sunday morning. Time for some strategic planning, because this weekend is to be my Father's first time visiting Missoula.
So, next stop - Kalispell International Airport, a two and a half hour drive north of Missoula. I should be there by midnight tonight. I hope.
Such is the adventure of Winter travel in the Northwest. Although an inconvenience, I don't think anyone would have it any other way.