The drifting is pretty bad everywhere, but worse in the city. 4-5 feet in our yard and we’re one of the lucky ones!
Hoping our street gets plowed soon. Can’t go anywhere because of the ban, but it feels creepy to not have the option of getting out, or needing help and none being able to get to you.
The drifting is pretty bad everywhere, but worse in the city. 4-5 feet in our yard and we’re one of the lucky ones!
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I grew up in Noth Dakota where three-day howling white-out blizzards were part of the winter. The only time we went out was to tend the animals in the barn and get water from the well. Those were the days before REA and light bulbs. The four of us survived in a converted granary with only a cookstove for heat. We had an adjoining room where we stored the lignite coal we used to fire the cookstove. My dad had to kick the skunks out from under the granary before he was able to convert the building into the living quarters. Flax straw was used for banking around the exterior of the shack. Old repurposed windows were nailed on as storm windows over the existing windows. As a young boy, I remember waking up in the morning and using my fingernails to scratch thick frost off the inside windows to try and peer outside. Kerosene lamps and lanterns keep the darkness of winter at bay. No one froze to death. Yes, country boys did survive.
That’s what I have seen from the videos and pictures coming out of the city as well. You have drifts in some parts that may be 8 to 10 feet tall, and then other areas practically nothing in comparison.