I also noticed how far drivers creep to the inside of curves when I saw how far the wheel ruts intruded over the white fog line and line designating a bike lane. One driver buzzed me pretty good even though I was 3 feet from the fog line because that is where the car tracks went.
The best traction was in the bike lane on 57th Ave. since it was mostly just ice. Once I got to the bottom of Hatch, I was rewarded with light traffic and a reasonably good riding surface. The best reward was the view and feeling like I was out cross-country skiing in the country.
Probably not the best choice to go out this morning, but slowing down and enjoying the fact that I was out on a bike made it workable.
See you on the road.