By the time I got to route 2, however, it was coming down. Thick wet flakes. Branches started bowing lower, Autumn leaves started crashing off the trees (not with the typical flutter, but with a *splat* when they hit. That's Just Wrong!)
Learned a lot (all good) about the handling characteristics of the small car. Wasn't much else pleasant about the trip, but it worked out OK.
Punted on the costumes (couldn't find my old stuffed fox, so couldn't do the easy "wear a red shirt, go as a Red State" idea) but got to socialize some; 5 year old girls apparently really like playing with dry ice and laser pointers.