The trouble with winter is…
The trouble with winters here is that they can be incredibly brutal. This is especially true when your driveway is 400' long, oriented east-west, and invitingly open to the howling north wind.
Last night the afore-mentioned wind was an unwelcome escort on my drive home late in the evening. All the way home I contemplated whether or not I should risk driving my car down the driveway and into the garage, where it might get trapped overnight. I decided not to risk it. From the head of the driveway I phoned Hans to say I was leaving the car on the road, loaded up my stuff, wound my scarf around my head to ward off the wind, and opened the door. Like a spinnaker, it caught the wind and creaked alarmingly before I wrestled it closed again. I proceeded more cautiously.
The driveway was already starting to bulk up with mogul-like drifts and Hans had opened the gate for me – a precaution when drifts in the drive are a possibility. After a soak in the hot tub to fight the chill, we agreed that it was a good thing to have one car available outside the drift zone so that I could drive Hans to work Friday morning if the worst should happen.
It did. It was really no surprise. This morning at 5:10 I heard Hans get up and saw the lights go on outside. Then I heard the snowblower so I knew Hans was clearing the way to get his own car out so I wouldn't have to get up early to drive him. It's a cold and ugly job, working in the early morning dark with only the snowblower's spotlight for company. At 7:00, he was finished and woke me up.
"I wanted to do you a favour and drive your car into the garage. Unfortunately, the wind turned overnight so there was a drift in front and behind your car. When I finally got enough momentum to get out, it slid sideways across the road and into the ditch."
So we're still down to one car and I drove him to work. But, his was in the garage AND, it has heated seats! Now the sun's out, but my car's still in the ditch.
Last night the afore-mentioned wind was an unwelcome escort on my drive home late in the evening. All the way home I contemplated whether or not I should risk driving my car down the driveway and into the garage, where it might get trapped overnight. I decided not to risk it. From the head of the driveway I phoned Hans to say I was leaving the car on the road, loaded up my stuff, wound my scarf around my head to ward off the wind, and opened the door. Like a spinnaker, it caught the wind and creaked alarmingly before I wrestled it closed again. I proceeded more cautiously.
The driveway was already starting to bulk up with mogul-like drifts and Hans had opened the gate for me – a precaution when drifts in the drive are a possibility. After a soak in the hot tub to fight the chill, we agreed that it was a good thing to have one car available outside the drift zone so that I could drive Hans to work Friday morning if the worst should happen.
It did. It was really no surprise. This morning at 5:10 I heard Hans get up and saw the lights go on outside. Then I heard the snowblower so I knew Hans was clearing the way to get his own car out so I wouldn't have to get up early to drive him. It's a cold and ugly job, working in the early morning dark with only the snowblower's spotlight for company. At 7:00, he was finished and woke me up.
"I wanted to do you a favour and drive your car into the garage. Unfortunately, the wind turned overnight so there was a drift in front and behind your car. When I finally got enough momentum to get out, it slid sideways across the road and into the ditch."
So we're still down to one car and I drove him to work. But, his was in the garage AND, it has heated seats! Now the sun's out, but my car's still in the ditch.
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