Here's the view out our front door early-on.
This is before we went out for the first time.
Here's a little bit of video, looking out at the snow flying by...
Here's Sandi with snow chunks fallen off after we were back home for about an hour after our first venture out.
Whenever we bring the vehicles into the garage with snow on them, it melts and forms this pond.
However, there hadn't been enough melting of that kind of snow this time yet. So, I was a bit puzzled.
Once I saw the snow drifted up against the outside of the garage door though, it all came back to me (this happens with every blizzard).
JammerGirl needed to go drop something off for someone in Longmont. So, I took her there.
Here's what Sandi looked like after being out-n-about in the snow and the muck for a couple hours.
Notice how the thick, slush-ice pretty much coats the entire underside. Nasty.
It was so cold out that the stuff that got splashed up on her didn't even have a chance to drip all the way off.
Here are the front steps after the second round (I had shoveled them off once already earlier in the day).
Doh!!!
I almost forgot..... part of the whole reason for going out in weather like this in the first place is to help other folks out.
So, there we were, on our way to Longmont, and all of a sudden, there's a Doritos delivery truck on the side of the road,
stuck, straddling a big curb between the highway and the construction zone.
We checked with the driver to find out if he was OK, and then discussed the situation for a minute
(someone had cut him off and he had to jump the curb to avoid smashing them).
At first, I thought I would pull him forward, over the curb, but as it turned out, I didn't really do much this time.
As we were discussing it, I asked if he could back it up at all. So, he tried that, and after a few tries, was able to
drive it backwards enough to get the front driver-side wheel over the curb so that the whole vehicle was on stable ground in the construction area.
Then, he walked over and said, "Man, you're good luck dude. I didn't know what I was gona do".
I said I was glad to help.
He then asked, "What's your favorite kind of chips?"
I avoided the question, and just went about repeating that I was glad to help
(I certainly didn't expect anything for it - especially since I didn't really do anything other than talk him through it).
He insisted though... "No, really. What's your favorite kind of chips?"
I said, "Well....Cheetos, I guess, why?"
He said, "Spicy or gerular?"
"Um...regular"
He ducked into the truck....and a minute or so later.....he came out from the back, carrying a box.
When he got to the FJ, he opened it a bit and then handed it to me, and said,
"You like Cheetos? Well, here's a whole year's supply my friend."
Normally, I wouldn't take anything in return for helping folks out. People have offered me $20 before, but I just ask them,
"If I needed help, and you came to help me out like this, would you expect me to pay you for it?"
Of course, they say, "Well, no. Of course not". So, the point is usually easily made.
This time though, it was a different kind of event, and he was obviously not going to miss them very much.
So, I took the box (more because of the story of it all than anything).
When we were almost home, I was thinking about all of the crap stuck to the bottom, and wanted to knock some of it off.
So, I turned down the only washboard road left in our area.
Almost immediately, I noticed a big pickup truck off in the ditch. I didn't catch any photos before the event,
(these shots are after, as they're driving away) but I finally got to pull someone out on this snow day.
In this photo, you can see the front of his buddy's pickup truck which just wasn't enough.
When I pulled up, I could see the other truck wasn't going to do the trick.
Once I asked if they needed help, they got a tow strap out.
To get into position, I drove out into the snow drift (deeper than where he was stuck) to get around the other truck,
and turned around to come back, pointing the other direction.
I had them hook the strap to the hitch point, got in, put her in 4-lo, and tugged them right out.
All in all, it was a wonderful day out in the snow.
The next day, we took Sandi up Lefthand trail with her pal, Farley.
Hopefully I'll get some pics up here soon from that event.