We were planning to get up at 5:45 to a breakfast of hot oatmeal and eggs, but Scottie came in at 5:50 to tell me the power was out due to an ice storm. I slept in till 7:15 when I decided to head downstairs to see what was going on. Dennis said that at about five, the furnace quickly stuttered on and off. Then the furnace died. Dennis tried to look out the window but it was covered with a half inch of ice. The power in the house was out but the street lights were still on. The street lights flickered on and off before dying. Suddenly, the entire sky flashed bright blue and the entire town of Barton went pitch black. When I got up, the heat was off, the power gone, the electric stove obviously wouldn’t work. The race was canceled due to the trails having treacherous conditions (covered with an inch of ice) and the roads were icy and impassible. We had no heat, no warm food, no wi-fi, and worst of all, Scottie and Dennis and Chelsea had no coffee.
We put several calls for help and discovered that the 91 was covered with ice and was rapidly re-freezing even though it was being salted. Route five had several downed trees. We made breakfast with bread, peanut butter, cheese, raspberries, yogurt, jam, bananas, clementines, and orange juice. As the temperature continued to drop, we packed all our stuff hoping for a chance to head south out of the ice covered area. We brought blankets downstairs and sat on the couch, trying to stay warm. The person who rented us the house brought Coffee.
After Dennis drove out to talk to snowplow drivers, he heard that 91 was probably passable and would get worse before it would get better. We loaded everything into the van and got to check out more of the outside conditions. Everything was covered with half an inch of ice, including trees, grass, the van, the snow, the driveway, and basically everything else.
We all got in the van and left. The roads were mostly ice free and despite running into some floodwater, we had fine conditions past St. Johnsbury.