1pm rolls around, and we decide to call someone else (another guy down the street...more expensive, though, and we're trying to cut costs). He's been out since the snow stopped Sunday night, and needs a quick nap before coming to clean us out. I call the first guy again...no cell, but the wife answers at home. Apparently his truck broke down, and he's at the dealership. He'll get to us in a couple of hours. WTF? And you couldn't call to tell me this? Long story short, neighbourhood guy shows up an hour later, cleans the mess (see pictures) in 10 minutes, and we're all happy, and I'm only out the $10 it cost me to put a stop payment on first guy's cheque. Not fun.
You can see how badly the front walk is drifted over
More front walk
Me shoveling...YAY!
Side of the garage...it's about 4 feet high
In front of the garage...only 3 feet high here.
Drifted right up to the hood of my car
The huge snow pile from shoveling the deck earlier in the week
Visual reference of how high the snow is...I'm not crouching, and I'm probably 6'4" in the Sorels
From inside the garage to outside. It got inside the garage and actually stopped the door from opening (it covered the little laser thingy)
Yet another shot of the front walk
Action shot!
One last look back from between the cars. They were surprisingly snow free (except the one side of mine), which made us think it wasn't as bad as it was. We should have taken some the next morning...you couldn't tell (other than by where the cars were) our driveway from the rest of the yard.
