SNOW

Ben

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North Dakota buried under snow, 1966

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Bret4207

At the casting bench in the sky. RIP Bret.
Don't see that too often down in 'Bama, eh Ben?

Looks like some serious drifts. Anywhere there's an eddy for the wind will create a spot for the snow to drift in, and the drift creates a larger eddy and a larger drift, and so on. It's great fun to find one of those covering a 6 or 8 foot deep ditch while searching for livestock in the dark in a snowstorm. ;)

When I was a kid I recall being able to step off the snow onto our roof. We had to shovel the snow away from the living room picture window so the wouldn't bust it. At the same time we were shoveling snow against the side walls of the house to keep it warmer. Winter stinks!
 
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richhodg66

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Where I grew up in S.C. , if you got enough to stick to teh ground and stay for a few hours, it was unusual. They'd usually cancel school, I think more to allow kids who never saw it a chance to play in it than because it was a problem.

But when I was in the second grade, we got 30 inches dumped almost at once. People had been settled there since the 1600s and no written history of anything like that happening before. Everything stopped, no power for over a week, crushed in roofs, you name it. People were just not equipped or mentally ready for something like that.

I live where we get snow now, but I could go the rest of my life and never see it again and be OK with that.
 

smokeywolf

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During 60+ years in SoCal, with the exception of going to the mountains, got snow twice; once as a kid in San Fernando Valley (1959 or so) and once in December of 1988 I think. Then it was along the 23 and the 101 freeways from Thousand Oaks to Calabasas.

We enjoy the snow here in Northern AR. So far, get less than 1 foot, for less than 1 month each year. Don't think I'd want to deal with much more than that.
 

Bret4207

At the casting bench in the sky. RIP Bret.
Winter is something you endure. The only people that look forward to it are those who profit from it. Even the winter sports types admit that it is a pain. It's either too cold, too windy, too warm, too wet, too dry, too icy, too much or too little. And it always lasts too long.
 

fiver

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when i was working in N-Dak we were forced to go home for thanksgiving the second year i was up there [my third winter]

i argued and argued with the uppers down in Wyoming that some of us should stay there to move the equipment around and fire it up 1-2 times a day.
nope everyone goes.... that's final.
whatever your paying for the flights.

one week later....
when we got back it had snowed and blowed just like the weatherman had predicted.
our 14' tall mountain movers had snow drifts high enough you could walk onto the top of them, and down the other side.
the rest of the rigs were in no better shape and half of their doors were frozen shut.
it took clear to Christmas to get all of the trucks/equipment off the flat we had parked them on and back to the shop to warm them up and get them started.

i only got to say i told you so once.
 

Bret4207

At the casting bench in the sky. RIP Bret.
Oh dear Lord! Are you one of THOSE?!!! ;) That's one habit I never got into, the few forays I made were not super pleasant. Ice fishermen fall into the "those who profit from it" category I mentioned. They do it commercially around here!
 

Kevin Stenberg

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A warm shack. Able to move around without heavy clothes. Hot coffee and food. Pulling that lunker through the hole. Whats not to like??
Flip Side Heater breaks down middle of the night. Done fishing for the day you go out and your car battery is dead and your the last one on the lake. Endless hours with not a bite. Getting stuck going to or from the fish house. Propane tank is empty in the middle of the night. The ice is too weak and part of the house goes under the water. Whats not to like??
I look forward to icefishing as much as deer season. What can i say I am a Sweed.
My father used to tell the story of my first few years icefishing. I would set the hook turn away from the hole and run as fast as i could until the fish poped up out of the hole. Dad would take the fish off - rebait the hook -and start feeding the line back down the hole. As i would slowly walk back as he fed the line out. He used to say some of those fish flew a long way before they hit the snow.
 
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Bret4207

At the casting bench in the sky. RIP Bret.
I never saw driving a vehicle on a frozen lake or river as a sensible thing to do. They used to build ice roads for log trucks down in the mountains. Truly nuts IMO, and to judge by the stories of trucks going through the ice! To each their own!