We had the snowpocalypse event that all the highly coiffed weather-speakers predicted. BLIZZARD, no doubt.
Go out last night about 7:30PM to do a lap with the snow-thrower and...no snow being thrown. Hold on, I just changed out the shear pins, oiled and gassed this behemoth up, what gives?
Belt snapped. The belt that turns the good stuff. So since it was late, dark and cold, I thought I would give it a valiant effort in the AM.
MacGuyver'd the belt around 7:30AM, got it running and away we go. Throwing snow as far as the eye can see. For about 8 feet. Then nothing. Belt is wasted.
Let me 'spain something. The House of SoulSlam doesn't have one of these 50 ft straight driveways. We have a circular driveway that circles the house with the 50 ft part going off to the Garage of SoulSlam. Big job.
So it was some shovelling to get the Tahoe of SoulSlam unburied, then over to my parent's to get them out from under. Borrowed my pop's snow-blower after that. Total time outside in this mess -about 6 hours. Little sore right now. But my driveway is done.
Snow.
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