Snow Clearing Ow! Ow! Ow!

I hate snow. I hate snow. I hate snow. I’m still dying from 3 hours of snow blowing. I figured out why I get a frick’n backache everytime I use the snow blower within minutes. The handles and grip are 6 inches to short for me, so I have to hunch over the whole time enough to control the machine. They don’t make thim adjustable like some mowers. I seriously will have find a way to extend them in the future. I only had to replace one sheering bolt today. The snow was about 12 inches deep, and is already setting up. I had to do way more blowing extending out, because the storm tonight is going to dump another large load and it needs someplace to be blown. God I wish I had two wine coolers. It would relax the aching hurting muscles so well. The highway snow is still in place about 6 feet in from the normal edge. The neighbor that is the bigest über scheißekopf arschloch I’ve ever met, blew it 12 feet ahead and onto the highway. He just blew it at the passing cars. I wish one of them had been a cop. Nothing like a clear road and then a lane with 5 inch deep snow across it in white out conditions.

Feel free to whine about the snow.

OK. We didn’t get enough of it this year. Almost none at all until mid-February, then a wretched six inches followed by freezing rain. So no cross country skiing. And I have a brand new pair of snow shoes that I’ve never used, but it would be silly to drag them out for the hardpack we have now – I can walk on top of this stuff without snowshoes. Grrrr.

We got something like a million inches (er maybe 12, or 18) where I’m at. I don’t have a plow service because I have never needed one before. Plus I’ve got a small SUV so it’s a bit higher than a regular car so I don’t worry too much about driving through a bit of deep snow.

My dad and my male friends kept assuring me that I wouldn’t need to worry about the high snow that was predicted.

So, I get stuck in my driveway when I try to leave. I go to karate class (after shoveling myself out) and beg my instructor, who has a plow, to stop by and give me a push. He says no no no (I think people with commercial-sized plows are afraid to plow residential driveways.)

My dad says “nah you won’t get stuck again.”

Well, I get stuck coming INTO the garage.

To add insult to injury, apparently I am the ONLY dumbass in my entire neighborhood who didn’t get a plow or who has a snowblower. I noticed this when I was out walking…due to the fact that I couldn’t get my car out of the garage.

So for two days I sits in the house, stuck, until I can get a plow. I need a plow because the temperature wasn’t slated to go below freezing for another week! I had called my dad’s guy and left a message that he should come plow me when he gets my dad. But he didn’t come because it never snowed again. I call a few commercial places but they won’t come.

FINALLY, when I am about 15 mins from getting out the shovel, my dad’s guy comes. Clears it so nice. Only charged me $40 too because I know him (highschool friends with his sister). He said he’d been digging out people like me all day for $75 a pop.

Then, it snowed another 6 inches 2 days later :-/ But…I was able to drive over it. And it’s already started melting.

I love the snow. I pay homage to the snow. I am outside more in the snow, enjoying my yard, than in the summer time. It makes me very sad when the snow comes and kicks my ass!

The additional dump off snow is going to start soon. I have dry clothes now. The beef roast , potatoes and carrots is going to be ready in an hour. I made some tapioca puddingthat’s setting up in the fridge. I made barley and it was done, so I had half a cup with beef gravy a few minutes ago. I had better go clean up the snowblower and fill it with gas. I went around the house twice to make a path for access later. I did a triple pass in the area were the melt water runs under the driveway, to prevent the dreaded ice damn with 2 foot deep water a hundred feet back. The neighbors water runs in to our yard some hundreds of gallons can back up if the pipe through the driveway freezes up with slugish flowing water.

People don’t like to plow residentual because you can only push, so the plants tend to get broken. They at least like to see the area before the snow hits to tell you what problems there are. They are going to service the current contracts before they do call ins. which is right.

So the news is on and they say some places will have 24 inches by tomorrow.

The next item suprised me. The were anounce death from aut accidents after this last storm. I kept hearing one after another and there were at least 5 incidents. The first nasty storm we get in a number of years and some people think they can get away with speeding to fast and every other thing that is dangerous in this weather. They blame it on weather, but that’s not fair. They were all because the people didn’t drive for the conditions.

You hate it and have too much of it. I love it but do not have enough of it this season. Ain’t snow a bitch.

You know that country song that goes “We’re from the country and we like it that way…”

That song was playing as I went forward and reversed several times trying to ram my way through the snow bank at the end of the drive way. My guy was out plowing everyone else out and didn’t get to our driveway until like 3pm. The county boys seem to have given up on even attempting to keep our county road clean.

Overnight we got about 5.5" give or take, you can’t really tell for sure because the wind is whipping it around so much. To give an example, there is a spot on our patio where I could see the concrete, however in the area between the garage and the chicken shed the drift is about 4 foot deep.

Permission to whine about something else, please?

Ice. Friggin’ ice. We’re getting a lovely mix of freezing rain, sleet, ice, and mayyyybe some snow on top just for good measure.

I’ll take 12" of blowing snow any day over ice. Hopefully our power doesn’t go out or it’ll be a might chilly in here.

Ugh.

Well, I got stuck in a snow storm last night coming home from a ski race. We were two hours north of our house and had to drive at about 25MPH, as the visibility was so poor. There were no cars ahead of us, so there weren’t even any tire tracks to follow.

Luckily, we own a restaurant that’s currently shut down for winter and it was about halfway between our starting point and home. When we got there, we just stopped and decided to spend the night there. The gas and water were still turned on, so that was no problem, but there was no food, ironically. So I slept on the floor of a restaurant, very nice and warm, but rather hungry.

We managed to make it home today, obviously. Of course the first thing we had to do was jump out of the car and start shoveling snow so we could get into the driveway.

Ahh, snow.

Count me among those complaining about not having enough snow. We haven’t had a really decent fall yet this winter.

Luckily, it’s coming down all lovely and white outside right now. I’m hoping it keeps up for another few hours, at least.

Well, we have a few inches of lovely snow, but it just stopped a bit ago and doesn’t look like we’re going to get much more. But it’s really pretty and since as of yesterday they were talking about us getting ice I’d much rather get a few inches of snow! I’m not far south of you, mhendo, so we’re probably getting similar weather.

Yay! Snow!

I must say the title of this thread sounds like a song lyric to me, but I’m no good at making up stuff like that or I’d try to come up with more.

My estimate is 10 inches heavy wet snow last night, Driifts where I’d cleared the snow were about 2.5 feet high. The driveway was about 15 inches deep 10 feet from the garage, and about 2 feet deep by the highway. The highway is only plowed about 2 foot wider than two car widths. The better rural roads have some spots where two vehicles can’t pass. The roads that normaly drift shut I’ll bet have 5 foot drifts. The cut roads into hills and the wind blows over dropping snow until the road is level with the road cuts height. The snow started again about 11:00, and is heavy. It was 37F around noon, so that explains the heavy wet snow. It’s perfect right now for making a snow fort or man. It’s will freeze solid tonight. I used my spading fork to unbury the shurbs. It’s cohesive enough that I could fork the snow. The snow would have destroyed the plantings.

My brother’s house is across the road from a service stations, that has a large back lot area facing him. The person that clears the lost didn’t pile in in a corner of the large lot. He push and piled the snow across the road onto my brothers yard. The pile is well above ten feet tal is in his yard, and pushed against the 30 foot rv. The pile was left part way on the road, so the plow crews clearing the street pushed the road now pile into the front of his drive way. It’s over his head. Our cousin will be at his house tonight putting all the snow back into the gas station lot. and sending the plow guy a bill. I told him to call the police and get a report done. He’s had numerous problems with this place before. They don’t femce in the trash bin and the stuff blows into his yard all the time. He ends up with a bag of trash on a windy day. The snow, trash and gravel piled on his front yard and against the rv tops anything I can think of to beat this arsinine fucktard act of damage, and arrogance.

The southern area of Wisconsin has been getting a ice storm today.

The poor neighbor across the road is shoveling his snow and it’s heavy 4 foot deep by the highway. I hope he appreciates me gettings his mailbox cleared out both days. I spent 4 to 5 hours clearing snow today. A absolutely am not going over to help him.

Not enough snow in Montreal, either. If I’m stuck here for another winter, I want a proper Montreal winter with snowdrifts up to my neck! We haven’t had a big snowfall yet. I want some of that wet sticky snow, so I can play with my friend’s kids and make a snow fort. All we have now is the crunchy granular junk you can’t do a damn thing with.

I’m a displaced southerner currently living in Cleveland.

I’ve threatened to put my snowblower in the back of my truck and drive south.
The first place I stop and someone points to it and says “What’s THAT?!” is where I’m going to move.