It was seven years ago this week when I experienced the single biggest snowfall event in my life. Growing up in Michigan we had a few “Blizzards” but they pale in comparison to what the Rockies can deliver. My parents will remember the “Big Snow of ’67” and I do from family slide shows. I also remember the storm of ’79. Yes, both of those shut down the city for a few days, in ’79 we did not have school for a week. I remember this part because we had just returned from a family trip to Florida and the Bahamas, and we had some wicked tans that we wanted to show off to our pale classmates, but we had to wait a week and were afraid we would lose it.
March of 2003 in Colorado, however has gone down in the record books, the Denver area got about 3 feet…which for them is a lot. We see that much every now and then from a single storm, but Denver had not seen that much since 1913. Here in Nederland we had over 7 feet. I remember the forecast saying that we were to got some, and since we were well into a multi-year drought I thought we might get a foot or two…so I did not stock up on dog food milk etc. We woke Tuesday to about 2 feet and it was still dumping hard. We started digging out right away and taking turns watching the girls, we got to the end of the drive a few hours later. By that time, we had another foot and a half. Later that afternoon we lost our power.
The wood stove in the bedroom gained huge favor with Sarah and the girls, and I was glad I put that into the addition’s plan. With the power out and the fridge sitting quiet we carved a spot on the deck to keep some of the fridge items cold. The wood stove in the living room is not very efficientwhen the power it out, its just an insert and due to no blower action the lower part of the house stayed pretty cool. By Friday we were very low on dog food and milk, so I grabbed the ski’s a made a trek into town.
Our road was plowed with a meager trail about a mile from home, and it was there I dropped the skis and hoofed it the other mile in. The town was in chaos and the market was just getting back into business. I returned with a backpack full of supplies and headed back home. We finally got a thin single lane plowed past our house a couple days later. Our power was restored on Friday as well.
In this storm over 250 people were stranded at our local ski area due to an avalanche on the ski road. After the weather cleared some, a helicopter brought in some food and other supplies to those stuck there. During the initial stages of the storm the National Guard was rescuing stranded motorist in their Hummers along the interstate and the road into the Denver airport. Other snow casualties included the collapsed gymnasium roof at our community center and a handful of other small structures.
I started this post last night to clear weather, today we woke to about 4″ of fresh cold 18 degree snow, and it still coming down… Déjà vu anyone?