Originally posted by doobs
Dred I hope you enjoyed it, every square inch of my body hurts.
we all dont have teenage kids to do our snow bidding for us.
ah crap just resprained a finger.
I'm with ya Dred I love the snow just not when I dont have my 11hp snowblower with me. goin to need a back transplant.
now I'm at war with the plows, I keep breakin thru to the street and they keep plowin mt everest my into my driveway, they are not going to like next pass. I put large rocks and chains in the snow where they goin to pass next. the chains are hooked to 5 full garbage cans of snow and rocks.
f' them, if that dont work, mister 30/30 will have to take out a tire or two.
I amost always enjoy it when someone elses body is in pain LOL
Actually I did it all by my lonesome as my son had stayed at his friends house the night before. Probably to get out of snow detail LMAO.
I know the plow war well. Why I usually wait till they've don the mjority of the plowing before I even bother. What they do afterwards I just blow through with my work van.
My biggest thing with the plows is I live on a corner where they put the huge pile and typically they put that pile which usually measures about 8-10 feet high by 10-15 feet around RIGHT where the sidewalk meets the road. And Im supposed to clear a path to the road.
So what I do is I dig till I see the curb and stop there.
Someone from the township once mentioned this to me and I told em that the only way Im gonna try to get through that )what usually is at that point a solid block of ice) is if they issue me a blasting permit.
But they could always use some common sense and put the pile another 10 feet over to where the sewer actually is since thats what they are aiming for anyway.
I've never heard another word about it. but they still keep putting the pile in the same place which means the cleared pather for pedestrians comes to an abrupt and unannounced end ande they have to climb over.
Once just to be a nice guy I cleared a path all the way around the pile and to my driveway, by way of my front lawn. and I mean my entire front lawn.
you see the path I cleared was in the design of a maze, zigzagging back and forth over the width of about 75 feet. It was funny as hell watching people follow the path zizagging. reach the end of the sidewalk, then walk back 50 feet, only to turn left and walk another 50 feet only to turn right for another 50.
Eventually though people tired of it and just walked through the snow to the road eventually wqearing down their own path.
Made for some amusing entertainment for a while though