I opened the door Monday morning and was greeted by this:
I applied a bit of snow thrower - the snow was crappy and hard to blow, for sure - and the doorway view had changed:
Then it was time to get the truck out of the garage. For some good reason I chose to do the truck move before getting the Bobcat and plowing. Start and warm the pickup's engine for a minute or so, select full 4WD, click the garage door opener and look at the frickin' 2-3 foot deep snow between me and the 4-foot bank of heavy moist snow left by the Road Commission's plow earlier in the day. Wholly Cow, this is gonna be something, I thunk to myself.
Drop the trans in gear, let the slack out of the drive train, and STAND ON IT yelling
Ramming Speed!!!. I was doing well but lifted a bit as I neared the road - didn't want to do a banzai into the ditch and forest across the road. That was a minor error -- I came to a quick halt in the middle of the mess, and I sure as heck hoped I could back out because I couldn't get the doors open in the snowbank. But it was okay - I backed all the way into the garage for another full pull, and this time made it to the road. I stopped to take this photo.
Remember the old saying (common up here in the U P):
April Blizzards bring May lizards.