I got a call to unload two 25 K containers in a town an hours drive away, yesterday I met up with the truckers, one who had already spun out pulling the hill, no terrain features were given on the jobsite, the rest of the area is flat, and it had snowed the night before. We all quickly determined that due to the terrain, the ice and snow, the confined space, and the overhead power lines it wasn't going to happen. The guy who set this all up was in Fort Meyers Florida, where it was 78 and felt like 82 degrees. It was 20 and felt like 18 where we were.
The homeowners wife handed me the phone to talk to her still in California husband, who started in on me, justifiably so somewhat so I let him vent for a bit. After the third or fourth time he used the phrase "if you don't feel it's safe" I had to correct him. I told him if it just wasn't safe, we'd still carefully try, but it was IMPOSSIBLE, a big difference. That got his attention and he chilled out. Getting the truckers back on the road was, as always, job one, so I suggested we unload at the airport, 3 miles away, knowing as I did there was plenty of room, with flat and leveled plowed asphalt, no one would care, and they'd be secure. So our convoy started out for the short drive, the fog got worse and worse, and that's when I realized I, the convoy leader, had never driven to this strip, just flown into it. The fog was so bad I missed the turnoff, though I was looking in the right area, I couldn't see parked airplanes 150' away, and when we looped back to the highway I realized we (I) had screwed up, so I had to break the news to the truckers, now faced with a hairpin turn on icy banks, on a busy slippery highway with real poor visibility. I had to call a pilot friend who lives in the town to give me nav directions, the fog was by far worse, exactly where the turnoff was.
Once they were unloaded, I ended up as the hero somewhat for coming up with the airport idea, everybody calmed down, and no one got stuck or hurt. Meanwhile, the guy in Florida was calling and texting me thoughout, he just couldn't
understand what the problem was. This pic was after the fog largely lifted, earlier it was so bad I wouldn't have been able to see the crane, just barely the semi hood maybe, so bad it was vetigo inducing.