Peter Beagle and company had a special showing of The Last Unicorn last night—and while the event went well—weather did not cooperate. We’re hoping everybody got to Seattle this morning: they had to get there by nine, because a mis-shipment of the film for a showing tonight in Seattle resulted in THEM having the only copy of the remastered film they could lay hands on…weather slowed them getting here from Seattle and set up last night, so Jane and friends and I had a little scramble getting Peter over to a restaurant and back.
Night’s adventure started when Jane and I made the mistake of walking the sidewalk between the theater and the parking lot and got splashed with freezing water by 3 large trucks—it had been raining and still was coming down. So Jane and I were soaked below the waist, she just after anaethetic yesterday and me still recovering from the flu. We drove to the restaurant to hold down our reservation: she stayed there, and I went back to the theater hoping Peter would have made it in.
He had. I picked him up and drove to the restaurant…
Meanwhile Connor et al, who were setting up, had the weather setting in: ice water was turning (though thankfully briefly) to snow…and they had found out their Seattle film had been misaddressed, so they were going to have to leave at oh-God-thirty to get back over there to handle that…
We heard this when we got Peter back (on time) for the signing and reception, which was well-attended despite the weather—and I meanwhile was so rocky with coughing I opted not to go into the movie, but just to go out to the car and wait it through. Jane and I are still soaking wet, fortunately only where we sit, so that can be kept warm, if not dry. And the weather is not as bad as could be in Spokane, but the pass between Spokane and Seattle is due for 18 inches of snow, with freezing rain; and Ritzville, a town on a hump between us and Seattle, is above freezing, but always iffy in weather like this: it’s notorious. Not to mention the mile long descent to the Columbia bridge and the mile long climb out, though that’s not usually the weather-chokepoint that the aforementioned two places are. Snoqualmie Pass is well-maintained, but if it gets badly dumped on, you can sit in a line for a very long time while the plows do their work, and we’ve been on it when cars were spinning out and going topside down around us, even when it was just snow involved, and not ice…
So we’re hoping Peter and crew did get there ok. They’d planned to stay the night in Spokane, and it was looking like they were just going to have to pack back up and drive back at least as far as the foot of the pass, to be there in the morning.
Winter is arriving. I can see blue sky through holes in the cloud this morning, but they’re forecasting as much as 5 inches this weekend.