I happened to be at the corner of Islington and Rutherford Road the other day, scouting a location for the photo shoot for the cover of the 2012 Kenzie Car Calendar in support of Smartrisk.
It was about 3:30 in the afternoon, and rush hour ("hour"-singular, hahahahaha...) had already started.
So I figured heading south to the 401 then going west to get to Halton Hills would be pointless.
Instead, I’d just skip across Rutherford, which becomes Bovaird, which becomes “old” Highway 7, which becomes regular Highway 7, into Norval, Georgetown and home.
Maybe pick up some ‘peaches and cream’ at Allison’s, God’s Own Corn Patch, on the way.
A nice little drive in the country at the end of the day.
Where the heck did everybody come from?
And where the heck were they all going?
Rutherford is three lanes in each direction between - oh, maybe Martin Grove and Hurontario (old Highway 10 - why do they keep changing the darned road names?...).
And they were all jammed, bumper-to-bumper, stop-and-go.
There must have been a crash or something. Surely, this wasn't normal.
A woman in the car in the adjacent lane had her passenger-side window down.
“Is it always like this?” I asked her.
“Every day!” she replied.
It continued like this until well past Hurontario.
Yes, there was some construction at this intersection - seemingly, only on the right-turn lane heading north (idiotically, they were not converting it into a roundabout - what is WRONG with these people??...)
So that shouldn't have been an issue.
Is the GTA just growing that fast?
I guess so...