Unfortunately, the digging out after a big snow isn't nearly as beautiful and picturesque as the snowstorm itself.
If fact, it's often a muddy, exhausting mess...
Yesterday the kids and I tried to get the car dug out and the driveway cleared enough to get to town. We got the car dug out, and even cleared an area in front of the garage so I could pull the little tractor with the snowplow out of the garage and plow the driveway.
I'd plowed one strip when the belt came off the tractor.
Without the belt the tractor won't move...
We couldn't get the belt back on.
M and I even hauled Joe's hydraulic jack out through the snow to jack up the tractor (because, of course, the belt came off in deep snow, nowhere near the garage!), thinking surely we'd be able to get it on once we could see what we were doing.
Nope.. it wasn't happening.
So we pushed the tractor out of the way, hauled the jack back to the garage, and decided we'd clear just enough snow by hand to get the car out.
We worked hard, for a long time, but we never did get the car up the driveway.
We did make it halfway up the driveway once, and got the car stuck several times (having to dig it back out each time)... but ultimately all we accomplished was rearranging a lot of snow.
A fencepost and a little berm of snow from our shoveling is all that kept me from sliding down the hill sideways during this attempt up the driveway...
After getting disgusted and leaving the car stuck in a snowbank for an hour or so, I went back out and dug it out (again!) and just parked it back in front of the garage. I decided I didn't want to go to town badly enough to keep digging and sliding.
I did the get the trail to the barn dug out though...
After the frustration of trying to get the car out, clearing the path to the barn was really kind of fun. It's nice when a job has a clear beginning and end, there is nothing mechanical or high-tech to malfunction, and when you're done you can immediately enjoy the results of your work. (I was getting very tired of slogging through the deep snow each time I had to go to the barn!)
(Here's M showing how deep the drift on the trail to the barn was...)
Joe (and his SUV) are home all weekend... so for the next day or so we'll just steal his car when we have to go to town, and hope that my car can make it out by Monday.