Results of Our First Canadian Blizzard

When we awoke on March 11th, we were greeted with the snowstorm of the season. Billions of thick, beautiful snowflakes filled the air, blowing hastily to the ground. Piles of wind driven snow blanketed everything in sight. Several times we tried to open our outside door, only to find another foot of snow blocking our exit. We could barely see across the river to the other side. It was a day to stay inside and cozy up with a book, waiting for the storm to subside. The next day, John warmed up his plow truck and slowly began the arduous task of opening up the driveway, the camp roads, the dogyard, and last but not least the 18 miles to Ignace. Some of the hills between here and Ignace are so high that he had to plow sideways at first to try to push the 2 to 4 foot drifts. On the level we probably got around 2 feet of fresh snow. We've had our share of cold weather and snow this year for sure. I'm ready for spring.