At around 3:45 on Friday. The snow had been falling for 15-20min.
Now, John and I had been planning on going to Durham (~3hrs south) on Saturday to see The Phantom of the Opera as a birthday / Christmas present. With the snowy death coming, though, we decided to leave Friday ASAP and try to beat some of the winter ick. John snagged us a hotel in Durham, and we just holed up to avoid traveling in the worst of the weather. It was a good idea, too. We were going to meet friends, but they called us Saturday morning and said they were not physically able to leave Lynchburg due to the snow. Go us!
We picked up a truck from work to help us drive in the snow... but the windshield kept icing up. Solution: turn the heater on "turbo" to melt the ice... but that roasted us to death. Solution: crack windows to cool off... but that let the sleet bits hit your face. Solution: John found a pair of safety glasses to protect himself. (I might have been laughing a little bit at him wearing the glasses inside a car.)
The show was delighful, and we got to stay in bed and be lazy the rest of the day-- best birthday present ever! We drove back home on Sunday, noticing about 2 dozen abandoned cars on the interstate. :( But also noticing, as we got into town, the extent of the snow accumulation.
SNOW HATS FOR EVERYONE!
Our road on the left, my poor forgotten /buried car on the right.
For some reason, John's spot was mostly cleared when we got home. It was either nice neighbors, or a very direct sun beam all afternoon. Either way, it made our job a LOT easier.
John was very good at shoveling snow, but one thing I learned it that you cannot hit snow-clumps away from you with a broom. Trust me, they just explode in your face. I am being nice and not telling you HOW the snow came flying at me (glares at John pointedly).
My first job was to clear off my car. VERY DEEP SNOW! It ate the broom!
Harvey says, "What are you crazy people doing out there?" (John throws snow at him) "What was that?!" (John throws snow and hits the door) "OMG! Run away!"
This being our first winter in the new house, we did not have our own snow shovel. We borrowed a regular shovel from a neighbor and used our mop bucket. Needless to say, we were slowly creating a bucket army in our front yard as we moved the snow. (John would like you to note the size of that clump of snow he is carting and be impressed)
Left: the corner of our back deck... where there USED to be several gallon-sized pots. Everything on our deck was completely covered in snow. Don't beleive me? On the right is the ruler that I used to test the depth. We had over a foot of snow.
The kids had already gotten out and had their fun by Sunday afternoon.
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