February 1, 2019. The calm before the storm.
The warnings were clear – this was going to be a doozy!
Friday afternoon, the rain began… it was snowing gently up high, so I got out for a night snowshoe hike while Stephen trained at Woodward. We already had a good base, thanks to a hearty January:
Saturday morning, it was a mix of rain/snow/sleet. We went for a hike in Squaw before Avian joined Stephen at the mountain.
Over the next couple of days and nights, we got HAMMERED. Beverly loved it.
The warning from the National Weather Service intensified to a Blizzard rating from Sunday-Monday, and the freeway (Interstate 80) closed for more than 24 hours. Steve and I worked hard shoveling to keep the important things clear and accessible:
Steve, originally from Orange County, turned out to be a champion with a shovel.
Meanwhile, Stephen found new ways to terrify me. I didn’t exactly condone his behavior, but I told myself that videos would help the doctors assess the damage if something went wrong:
Avian decided to help her dad and make a little money shoveling, but then realized, you really can’t put a price on this stuff:
Many restaurants and businesses closed down, but Moody’s in downtown Truckee was still open, so Steve and I got out to celebrate his birthday.
We came home to a magical backyard scene (and more shoveling, before bed):
The next morning, we shoveled out, for snowday #2, and Steve got on the road as soon as it reopened.
Our neighborhood looked simply magical, although it is a bit challenging to find the houses now.
My friend Mike drove up from Reno to help with the shoveling efforts.
Over the next couple hours, he cleared us a nice wide path to the backyard. Now we will be ready for the next storm, which is scheduled to hit this weekend!
I love living here!