It was the eeriest commute of my life. Not only were there very few cars out, the odd time dilation caused by silence and blowing snow kicked in while I was in Hadley. It was as if I were driving through a ghost landscape where time and space and distance were irrelevant. Very strange.
And oh, for the curious: here's my electric shovel/snow thrower. Small and sort of wimpy, but it helped a lot.
And oh, for the curious: here's my electric shovel/snow thrower. Small and sort of wimpy, but it helped a lot.