This winter has been inadequate to say the least. Light dustings here and there, but nothing like the wild and crazy winters of my childhood. Then February 10th brought lots of ice and wind. Then I woke up Saturday morning and it looked a little something like this..
YES! Finally. Snow. A sufficient amount of snow. Now all that was keeping me from revisiting the hills of my youth was a shovel to dig out my car and someone seven feet tall to brush the 2′ of snow off the top of my car. So, with the help of my future roomie and after 20 minutes of shoveling, brushing, trudging through snow, and becoming insensible, we headed home.
And this was basically our weekend