Disclaimer:  first off, this is the first time I’ve ever been over the Alpine Loop of Silverton Colorado.

Heather, Malcolm and I were taking the day off to adventure to Lake City for lunch and back via the 4 wheel drive  mountain pass road called the Alpine Loop which includes Cinnamon Pass and Engineer Pass. There was way too much information to take in about the hot spots along the 4 wheel road journey.  I have tried to remember most of it and validate names and locations, however I may have them out of order.

The idea is to take all of you on this trip with us so that you may enjoy it as we did.  Malcolm was born in Durango and raised in Silverton his whole life. He and his parents have been on almost every inch of the alpine peaks of the San Juan mountains that surround Silverton.  His family owned a jeeping excursion  company for years.  He was an impeccable guide.  Heather has learned much as well  in her ten years in Silverton and gave her own version  and flavor to the trip.

This trip begins at 10:30 am today June 24th, 2011, and ended at 6:30pm. Most of the photographs were taken while the jeep was moving. In other words we were bumping and swaying and lurching along.  Many photos were taken so that you may sit in the back seat with me and experience what I experienced as if you had taken the trip yourself.  This means that there may be reflections in the windows, possibly some blurriness, etc.  Most of the pics are just as the camera took them as there is hardly a place where the panorama isn’t just perfect as captured.

This is a photo heavy post.  I hope you enjoy taking this journey with me,  with Malcolm and Heather as our guides.

Leaving Silverton our first stop was Eureka where the original jail house still stands.  There were once around 500 hundred residents at this thriving mining  now ghost town. That’s the size of Silverton’s now year round residents.

Malcolm and Heather giving us the villain look from inside the old jail.

We passed a couple old mines along the way to Animas Forks, the ghost town that marks the spot where we start up into the passes.

Also along the way Mal and Heather pointed out two cabins that folks currently live in during the winters.  They ski up to them. Check this picture out – can you find the cabins?

Okay  I know not fair, try this cropped version of the same photo.

Now do you see them?  Okay I’ll make a closer cropped version of the same photo.

About now? Yes one is on the far right and the other is up in the saddle on the far left.  The left one looks like a rock almost with a smaller out building  just to its left almost dead center in the saddle.  Now go back and check out the first pic. That’s WAY up there!

After  the mines, cabins, jail houses, and Animas Forks

Animas Forks – this photo was actually taken on our way back down on the way home.  On the way up we drove right through the ghost town but my photos didn’t turn out.  On the way back Malcolm and Heather were discussing the Walsh House. Mr. Walsh who bought the home was the last private owner of the Hope Diamond which he purchased for his daughters birthday present.  Now how’s that for history?  All the way out in the vast primitive mountains of Colorado.  If you look to the middle/right of the photo you will see a building by the road.  Here it is cropped out.

Yep that’s the Walsh House of Animas Forks Colorado.  Amazing!

So then off we go up Cinnamon Pass toward Lake City.  Along the way we spied…

…tundra, flowers, snow and a pool. Then as we managed to traverse to the top of Cinnamon we spied apline tundra and stopped to read the sign that tells about it.

Then more tundra…

…and the top of Cinnamon.

That’s 12, 640 ft!

As  we head down we get a beautiful view of American Basin.

As we drove down into Lake City the terrain changed completely. But before that happened we came to a place called Burrows Park which was renamed White Cross for a strain of white quartz that was found in its natural state forming a cross.  The town had a population of around 300 people, with a post office, blacksmith, and other town necessities.  What you see is what’s left…

A beautiful waterfall running down the mountain face and under the snow.  There are no buildings left in White Cross.

Next we came upon a doe who had no worries in the world as she stood there eating grass until we honked our horn to get her to look up so that I could take her smiling picture.

Before we get to Lake City we pass by the lake (San Cristobal) that the community was named for.

This is tiny section of this huge lake.  If you look real close you can see two kayaks  just at the left edge of the photo. One is red and the other is yellow.

Next stop Lake City and the best calazone’s ever!!

We found a building here that reminded me much of the building I live in, the Benson Hotel.  It’s apparent the architecture that was appreciated in the days these building were built.

After a nice lunch, we were off toward Engineer Pass and the second part of our day long Alpine Loop.  But first he drove through some beautiful  rock outcroppings.

After which Malcolm and I hiked down a short steep path to take a picture of  this water fall that comes out of the side of a mountain.

I cant remember if this was before after the waterfall, but we also stopped to view this rushing river.

Exquisite, yes?

And up we go…

Soon we were seeing sights such as this.  Water running under the snow and then looking up on the other side of the jeep we see this.

Mind boggling  don’t you think.  But wait… we haven’t seen anything yet.  Everything so far as just been a teaser.

Next we come to White Death a mine that was re-named after its demise. Destroyed by Avalanche. This actually may have been before the last pics.. But it doesn’t matter, it’s all breathtaking and awe inspiring.  If Mal were here or even Heather they’d be correcting me for accuracy and chastising me for messing some minute thing up.  They should be tour guides.

Ummm… we start climbing, and if you look through Mal’s jeeps sun roof, you see we are just a spec on this mountain with snow towering over us.  This is late June and this is still a lot of snow for this time of year.

This was my/our view.

This is just before we reached Engineer Pass’s summit.  You think that’s it huh… nope.

Then we received a treat from Mother Earth.  The top of the world. Hold on  to your horses folks, she is breathtaking.

Way over there……….  is Utah!

Heather and Mal at the lookout at Engineer Pass.

The lookout at Engineer pass. No words…

Then back down we go… What more snow?

After a long  bumpy drive down Engineer we find ourselves back at Animas Forks and then past there the beautiful valley that marks home is near.

On the way home we ran across this little guy…  Can you see the marmot?

How about now?

Cute little guy… most locals distaste these critters because they crawl into your cars if you leave parked to hike and chew your wiring.  So there is a feud going on between marmots and man. I’d say from the marmot population that they are winning.
With that we say this was one fabulous day. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.

 

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It turned out to be a fabulous weekend weather wise for our Skijoring event.  Below Pete Maisel the event coordinator and long time resident of Silverton is busying himself with fixing a stop watch malfunction.  So our races got of to a slow start on Saturday.  I spent quite a bunch of time walking around taking pictures of  some of the folks who worked so hard to put this event on.   It’s only right to begin with Pete as he is the mastermind and major planner of the event.

Pete owns the Bent Elbow Restaurant and Victorian Hotel where I usually have my summer outdoor breakfast’s. Here you can see some of the race viewers from inside the Bent Elbow.

While we waited on the stop watches to be figured out I found one of our EMT’s, Tiffany sharing some cheer with April another one of our towns residents.  No really they were wishing I would go away.

Looking down our course. The guys who built this course worked steady for two days maybe longer building the jumps and laying snow. We have had a bad snow year and at one point they thought they may have to go out and gather snow to lay down the street for the horses to get purchase on.  Can you imagine in Silverton having to  bring snow in?  I think we got enough though last week that they had plenty to work with.

The horses wait patiently for the us to get the show on the road..

While we waited I went up to the announcers booth to see  how things looked from up there. I was amazed at the great view of our town!

And our day one announcer giving me the evil eye for taking his picture… sorry

Then we’re off!! Isn’t that a hot horse!!

The skiers were on target. Some hit the snow, but they all made a great show of it!

Another fast horse silhouetted by our colorful town and majestic mountains.

When they reached the last and highest jump the skier had to turn quick to miss the crowd!!

This would be George Foster he owns the Grand Imperial Hotel and here he is helping to watch for safety and helping pick up fallen gates and rings from the course.

Remember the hot cowboy from last years skijoring event?  Well here he is again riding Blackjack the 5 time world champion skijoring horse.

More pictures coming in Part ll

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December 30, 2010

Yes we are snowed in today.  I went to the Kendall Mountain Cafe this morning for the best pancakes EVER!  While there I overheard out-of-towners declaring how huge their predicament was. Not being able to leave town, only so much money, so many clothing and no way out of town.  Yep, that’s right the passes are closed!  I heard the howitzer going off this morning shooting avalanches probably to clear the passes.

Yep this is one fine day to be thankful for!  We are snowed in!  I have four massages to give today and that will set me for the weeks income.  Can’t get any better. Good food, warm cozy abode, good work, and as much as it’s a misfortune for the out-of-towners who would love to leave, our town needs you!  We are very happy you are staying.  Thank you Snow God for bringing our little community so much good fortune.  I know oxymoron…  I do feel for the those who are trapped and wish them the  best of luck too.

Below meet Miss Basil she is a small tree that I sprouted from a seed three years ago now.  Her seed was a Christmas gift from a good friend and client in Arizona. She loves her spot by the window and provides many tasty meals with her huge leaves. She also loves being a mommy and has produced several children. I plan to sprout out as many of her kids (this years seeds) as I can very soon for next years Christmas gifts.  I think she gave me over 100 seeds this year.

And here are my merry group of Shamrocks gazing out toward the brightness of the snows reflection.  Most active plants you’ll ever get to know. Very very busy little bees. You can sit for hours and watch them move around in their determined little way.

This is Miss Rosemary after a good trim. She supplied our pre-Christmas party with fresh organic Rosemary dip. She is also my wick monitor and when everyone needs water she lets me know.

Below are a couple interesting no flash shots viewing the snow storm from my window.

And last but not least here are all the Miss Spider Plants.  The one you see the best is one given to me by Heather when I first moved to Silverton but living in the pot with her is my baby.  Baby Spider Girl has been with me for going on five years now and has a ton of babies of her own. She was given to me as a three leaf sprigling. (I know its a Susan word).

I have dug my car out three times in the past two days nothing hard, just keeping it from getting covered as deeply as last year.  We expect 21 inches to fall today.  We’re snowed in and I am soooo thankful for it.

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RE-FINDING DIRECTION

(“Direction” – from John Curtin Gallery – by Nicole Slatter – 2008 oil on linen)

Well we are definitely  well into winter around here.  I have to say the snow is still  a powerful healing presence in  my life. I battle with it to get places or to stay dry or warm. But visually  and in some ways sensually it is very opening for that part of me that resides within myself.  I am still grappling with my idea of snow and what it conjures up in my mind.  I still find myself  saying that I don’t like snow, and I really do not like driving on mountain passes in blizzards.  But part of me really does like it – its healing and mystical presence in my life makes me feel cozy and complete inside.  Kinda how you feel when sitting on a river bank, or a mountain top, in a meadow or some other peaceful place of beauty.  Serene…

I feel serene here in Silverton in our wintry wonderland.  I just  have a difficult time seeing this as home. One of  this blogs readers commented on the last post Introspection – Walking The Red Road and brought me back to myself with her insight. See why I write my thoughts down here for all to read? You never know when some sweet spirit will come along to present a new world to journey through and investigate. Thank you My Shiloh Ranch for being that beautiful being in my life.  Your comment made me think past my emotions and desires to re-relate to my true self, I then set out to find other insights that would boost the power within me to be my true self in the face of my recent experiences. Another healing process I guess.

I came along this blog -  Allow Happiness and was pleased at how much beauty there is out there.  Allow Happiness shared a post listing their favorite blogs on happiness and I found them to be fabulous. So wanted to share them here with all of you.  The one in the the list that really spoke to my current situation is the Happiness Blog. Great stuff to think about.  So I am off of my recent introspection of how I got here and am back on what I am finding to be wonderful about being here.  I am also looking at the possibility that my ultimate happiness resides in a very different place  than what I have perceived or desired in the past.  When we think of what makes us happy, we have so many things to weigh that happiness against and those things come from our past as ideals or memories or experiences you want or do not want in your life at present.  Longings that you have nurtured, whether they are truly correct for your ultimate happiness or not. I’m going to do a little experiment on myself this winter. I am going to look to things that are new to me and unfamiliar and seek what within these odd to me things solicits joy from within me.  The first thing that comes to mind is bringing another greyhound in to my life.

(My Greyhound, Future  – 2004-2008 – in her favorite spot – How I miss her!)

Another is bringing Pro back home and getting back into the saddle making project.

(The Hope 1840′s saddle that I plan to build for Pro someday)

For just those two things to happen I am looking at another move and where is that to be?  I’m being pulled South. Toward Bayfield or Pagosa Springs or even Taos, New Mexico.  Taos would put me closer to the Spirits I crave to be close to.  It’s also a long way away from Heather, like 7 hours hours away from her.  There is a town an hour and fifteen minutes North of here called Ridgeway that might just be the ticket also.   The oddity to me here is that I have never considered Colorado a place I would permanently call home. It feels foreign to me to do so and I find myself searching elsewhere for that familiar homey feel.  But maybe I am home.  Maybe having horses in snow is a mystical magical beauty that my inner joy will abound with.  Maybe going camping near the Spirits will be my Church.  I don’t know yet. But I’m going to recreate my optimism for the adventure and see where I end up.

These are some of the things that bring instant sense of joy to me.

1) my horses on pastures

(found at: Western Open Edition Art Prints by Marye Roeser)

2) being near the Spirits

3) being near my daughter

4) my friends

5) being a free agent

6) being intimate with a/my lover

7) caring for and communing with my animal and plant friends

8 ) wearing pretty skirts

9) reading Terry Brooks Shannara books

10) eating breakfast outside

( I think I am going to go get me a breakfast and eat it outside to enjoy our beautiful white magical town)

11) being in control of my happiness

12) experiencing the most subtle beauties in any one moment.

13) creating (anything)

A lot of White Medicine I see here…

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Apr 1,2010

I know its been awhile since my last Thankful Thursday. I’ve been so filled up with great stuff in my life, that I just have been too busy enjoying it all.  Thought today I’d revisit some gratitude for how awesome my life has been recently.

Krissy my bestest friend in the whole wide world came from Arizona to visit me here in Silverton. She brought her man, Jesse,  and son, Evan, with her and we all had a great time. Krissy and I just kinda hung out together, while Jesse, went snowboarding and adventuring.  We all hung out a bit with Heather and Malcolm and played some Xbox.   I keep going back over the awe I feel when I think that Krissy made this huge attempt to come see me.  I’m just not use to that happening.  I’m so thankful for your effort Krissy.  Loved getting to know Evan better and playing grandma.  I’m thankful for Jesse too, for making it possible for you to drive the ten hours each way be with family.

Ive been eating  a paleo ‘type’ diet the past two weeks and am finding that I feel great!  I have had some large toe joint issues that I have assumed was from having my feet stomped on repeatedly over the years by horses.  The other night though I discovered that it may be more to do with gout than the bone spurs. Over the last couple of years I’ve been working toward a more alkaline diet, but of course fall off the wagon occasionally.  Well having read up on nutrition regarding gout and finding that many of the non meat paleo foods are great for lessening the affects of gout. So I am trying  them, and guess what? Three days and my large toe joints don’t hurt as bad. Really I’m not really noticing them.  Makes me want to jump for joy. Especially since I have also discovered that my knee will now allow me to jog!!! YAY!!  I can jog again without pain, which makes me feel like I’m living again.  I love learning about nutrition and how its helps our bodies cope and grow.

When Krissy came to visit she brought me Cookie, the sweetest most adorable guinea pig.  I am having so much fun getting to know her and she is the liveliest, busiest piggly wiggly you could ever imagine.  She has a cavie corral  which is approximately 2 by 4 feet and she makes good use of it scurrying around playfully kicking up her heels like a young foal in play. She comes over to the corner of her corral that is closest to where I sit at night and waits for me to pick her up and cuddle with her. She loves to scramble up around my neck and sit behind me on the pillow I lean against.  It’s just nice having someone warm and soft and cuddly to commune with.  Perfect for my small space living style.

Most of all I am so enjoying my new bathroom. Still waiting for the curtains to be finished and my frames so that I can put up my artwork up on the freshly painted walls.  By the end of this month it will be competed and then I’ll share pictures of it.  Its going to be a mini spa experience every time I go in there. I smile every time I do.

Saturday, Heather will come to enjoy the spa retreat.   I’m fixing it up for her to come soak in the heavenly claw foot tub tucked away within a grove of yummy tropical plants in a beachy like atmosphere.  She needs a “me” day. My heart swells so huge, when I can do things like this for my baby.

Tonight I am having homemade quail stew. Going to experiment with carrots, onions, and yams replacing the typical potatoes.  Yams are part of my alkaline movement in foods.  Being slightly sweet they should compliment the mildly gamey quail.

Life is good in Silverton. I’m so happy to be HAPPY again. I smile a lot just hanging out here in my little abode.

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We are so lucky to have such great people come to our little town nestled away in the San Juan Mountains. Recently SixEleven (a filming company visited out town to snow board and film their adventure here in Silverton Colroado.  One of our towns more active extreme athletes found the video below online and shared it with us on Twitter. Seeing the video I had to ask if SixEleven would consider allowing me to share it on my blog and thus offered for them to guest blog as well.  Below you’ll find their response – what great guys!

(Guest Blogger)

FEBRUARY FLIPPY FUN

Silverton is a really rad town that is nestled high in the San Juans. Growing up just an hour away in Durango I never really knew what I had lying in my backyard. The amount of terrain and features in and around Silverton is absolutely endless and each time I go down there we end up finding a new zone or new features to hit. It is truly amazing that I had so many of these spots accessible to me as a child and didn’t even appreciate it. The people of Silverton have always seemed to open people of the snowboard community with open arms. Our last trip down there was one of the most memorable. We rented a house downtown for the month of February and were very anxious to get up in the mountains. We actually almost had more fun riding in town then up on the pass. The locals were nice enough to push jumps with their Bobcats, they even let us jib a public works dumptruck. Within a few minutes of setting up the dumptruck word had gotten around town and we had an audience. Even the local Deputy cut us a break for skitching behind the truck down Green Street, something that is most likely illegal and not all that safe. All in all the town of Silverton is a great place to visit, and the laid back homey welcome we received from everybody in town we came across will ensure us to not only coming back again, but to make it an annual adventure for SixEleven.

SixEleven February Flippy Fun from SixEleven on Vimeo.

You may want to plan your next winter vacation in Silverton Colorado…

About SixEleven Productions…

On June 11, 2004 SixEleven Productions was founded with the desire to provide a new outlook on filmmaking in the snowboard industry. For all of us at SixEleven, snowboarding is not only a hobby but it is also a way of life. Through the production of our films we want to show our love for snowboarding as well as the fun, passion, and comradary that exists within the sport.

SixEleven has a reputation as being a driving force in Colorado snowboarding. With films like “Far From Finished”, “Football! and “This Is Serious” we have proven we can produce a high quality, marketable, and entertaining film. The new film, “Stop…Hammertime!”

will be the fourth full-length snowboard film produced, filmed,edited,promoted, and distributed by SixEleven. With new additions to the crew, we plan on delivering the same fun and entertainment that people have come to expect from a SixEleven film, while tailoring it for a much broader spectrum of people.

In past videos, our limited budget has only allowed us to film in Colorado and surrounding areas. This year we hope to go far beyond the normal realms of what we have done in the past, from a circuit of premiers in other states to international viral edits released regularly, as well as distribution both online and in snowboard shops across the country. In other words, we are setting the bar much higher for this next season.

For more interesting film adventures please visit SixEleven Productions or visit their Facebook page.

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Another fun weekend in Silverton Colorado. This time it’s the Snowscape grand finale. On the list as I recall are ski races, box car sled derby, and ball toss today, with  a bon-fire tonight, night skiing, food and celebration all held at the Kendall Mountain Recreation Area.

Looking back through the crowd to the gal in blue coat and broad rimmed hat – that is Maryanne Garvin who runs the Silverton Movement Center. Her husband Mark, raced in the ski competitions then took their son down the slope in their box car for a great run.

Pam Welty (middle) won the ball toss contest. (in the photo is left  Julie Danjou, middle Pam Welty, and right Terry Brokering)

Being judged before the race. One of the  box cars – lots of detail created by Cliff Polhman took over all winner.  Looked just like a car driving down the hill.

Here the skiers from ages 4 – 70 received their first through third places for runs down the hill.

After awards were given out to the skiers the box cars were heading up the hill for their derby.

Here’s our car (all cardboard)…  Pretty cool huh!

…flying by.

Kyle Roberts, left holding the stop watch was one of the judges.  He cooks at the Stellar Bakery where I had my eggs benedict this morning (yumm). The fella in the scarf and  ball cap is our handsome deputy sheriff, Bruce Conrad- he was logging in the times (I’m not sure if he was judging too or not).

Someone on a simple piece of cardboard – I think they were close to being the fastest run.  Looked harry.

In the end after the box cars had finished 3 fellas decide to run the course together…

…result – crossing the finish line with what was left of his card board sled.

I’d be back for the rest of the festivities but I have to work.  In this town when there is work to be had you grab it and run!  Still what a great day!

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THANKFUL THURSDAY by ZEBRAFINCH (guest blogger)

This week, a blizzard hit our region with astounding efficiency. Everyone stayed home, work was canceled, and even traffic nearly disappeared. People realized this storm was the real deal and did not argue with it. The resulting giant white vacuum chamber got very quiet within hours.

What happens when life goes from overwhelm to a stand still? Again, gratitude was my tool for mining stillness and empty space. But there really are no empty spaces, I think. If anything, maybe empty spaces are the moments we miss, because we were never there.

My ritual “count my blessings” walk across the “largest unreinforced concrete structure in the world” the bridge outside my door—

(This amazing image of the William Taft Bridge in Washington DC was taken by Declan McCullugh – Please check out his work)

( Wikipedia William Taft Bridge – http://tinyurl.com/yzq47dk )

—was more interesting for the twilight-spooky snow. The railing between me and a creek 125 feet below seemed frail and small. I was more aware of the spaces between balusters and the frosted treetops. The entire landscape was so quiet you could hear a mouse burp. I was reassured by cars rolling slowly by and glowing lamp lights.

I began: “I exist, I grow, I love, I explore, and I thrive.” This was my energy healer’s mantra for me during the darkest days of my Lyme disease. It now helped to propel me 1,000 feet across the ice. By force of habit and intention, thankfulness began crowding out my fear of slipping or falling. I pondered how many seasons I had missed by not really being present to their passing. I resolved on the bridge to anchor the loveliness of this winter by being consciously thankful for its structural gifts: darkness; lamplight; soft snowfall; blessed cold, fresh air; silence; even restrictions.

I continued: “I am grateful for my friends, seasons, peace, my warm coat….” Snow attached to all that made my week so special. Dear friends and I had lunch before a fireplace and watched feather-like flakes descend. We later had wine in a beautiful hotel. It was a rare day when our schedules were cleared for friendship, nature, food and conversation. I learned something new about people I had known for over 30 years. Snow will help me remember this rare and special time. Thanks, snow.

Seasons and weather as reminders of abundance kept coming back to mind. What is it about weather that many people resist? Blizzard? Yay! It insulates the soil and protects little animals. Rain? Bring it on. Plants and animals will drink all summer, and trees will have big, shady canopies. Sun and heat? (OK, I’m working on this one.) I do not need memories of summer—or any other time—to get me through winter. I am thankful for this winter for what it brings now. We’ll see how that adds up.

Blizzard Washington DC Feb 19, 2010 by Zebrafinch

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I promised hot cowboys, fast horses, and top notch ski talent in this post well here you go…

I want to take him home.

Warming up for the races while the morning snow falls.

More warm ups…  right in front of the Stellar Bakery and Pizzeria

On looker Mike G. one of our towns acclaimed musicians. He’ll be playing at the Velvet Lounge (in the Villa Dallavalle) tonight. You should drop in and put in a request for some Buddy Holly.

Happy mom’s pulling happier children in toboggans.

The races are on!  The horses seemed to love the run too!

And I mean they ran!  This was one very VERY fast horse!

Setting up for the last jump!

Pam (on right) and her good friend Diane watch as a team rushes by! Pam is my friend who runs the  Villa Dallavalle Bed and Breakfast and Velvet Lounge.  For you Twitter folks you can find Pam and the Villa Dallavalle B&B at ( @VillaDallvalle ).

Our handsome cowboy and his steed streaking up Blair Street while skier literally  flies through the air right in front of the VillaDallavalle Bed and Breakfast.

And another competitor puts in his bid on the last jump.

One of  Heathers best friends, Audry came to town to watch the event.

And Audry’s husband Kyle, one of our volunteer Fire Fighters!

End of the day, another handsome cowboy cooling down his horses right along Green Street!

And in case you didn’t get enough of that handsome cowboy dude in the beginning of the  post…

Sigh…..

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Another THE PONY EXPRESSION update on life in Silverton.

Today we woke up to 3 foot of snow. I don’t know what everyone else in town had, but that is what was piled up on top of my car.

See where Freddy is shoveling? Right across from him there is a pile of snow he just threw onto the nose of my car. He just laughed.

See the pickup with the canopy (4 vehicles down)? The car just this side of it is mine. The snow you see behind the cars is 2 to 3 feet deep pretty much all the way across the road. That’s a lot of shoveling and still no hope of driving my little low clearance car down the road.

Yep that’s a bunch of snow. They say the next one tonight or tomorrow will bury us even deeper.

My Hero!!

That leaves me about 2 foot distance to the road to shovel  THANK YOU  Snow Plow Man!

Now just to be able to get in the car.  Next time…  I back in to my parking space.

Oh and by-the-way…

It’s Snowing!

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