Did you hear about the blizzard we had last night? If you were tuned in to Storm Chaser Greg’s reports you did. I think it was the first official BLIZZARD we’ve had in MY Town in several years. (I’m not going to look up when we had the last one though, because I’m afraid Google will tell me it was in 2018 or something ridiculous like that.)
A blizzard is a pretty exciting thing. I used to believe a blizzard was just a huge accumulation of snow. Now I know that a blizzard has more to do with WIND than it does with snowfall. A place can have a mere 2″ of new snow, but 35-60 mile per hour winds can produce snow drifts four feet high. It’s not a good thing to hit a 4′ snowdrift while cruising down the highway at 60-miles per hour. It’s even worse to run into that 4′ snowdrift when going 20-miles per hour since that’s how fast you should be going when you can’t see more than ten feet in front of your windshield. Guaranteed, you will get stuck in that densely-packed drift.
That’s why the Interstate Highways were closed down last night. Good luck to those folks who thought they could find alternate routes on rural highways.
I was glad I could ride my bike for a few blocks in the early stages of the blizzard. It was fun and it gave me a chance to show off, which is a big thing for me. It also gave me the chance to thank my lucky stars that I wasn’t out on a bike tour 30 miles from the next town. [See Footnote]
The snow quit falling sometime shortly after that but the winds continued to howl all night, so the official blizzard warning continued. The actual snowfall was something like 7″ but there was a 36″ drift in my back yard. My Cycle-365 team and I climbed it.
There were some pretty big drifts in my driveway too. I headed out there this morning to start shoveling. I dressed myself up for maximal wind chill protection. That’s when the Feeshko let me have my Christmas present a little early. She bought me a brand new shovel. See why I love her so much.
It took over an hour to shovel out the driveway, but I felt great. It was good wintertime fun. Unfortunately, MY Town’s snowplows were not as ambitious as I was. They STILL haven’t come around. That means I won’t be going out on a bike ride this morning. I mean, I’m a tough guy, but even the toughest guy in the world cannot ride on these un-plowed roads.
[FOOTNOTE:] I heard a story last night on the CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation) radio program “As It Happens” about a Quebecois cyclist who is riding across Canada in the dead of winter to honor cyclists who have been killed by motor vehicles in that country. His strategy for taking a day off is when the snow is blowing so hard that he can’t see from one telephone pole to the next. His interview begins at the 21:05 mark of last night’s program.
“As It Happens” is a great interview program. The Feeshko and I listen to it every night before going to sleep. We might only get to hear it because of our close proximity to Canada.