Well, it’s been another interesting week up here on the mountain, my little slice of heaven.
Newcomers who don’t know what they’re doing have made quite a mess of things up here. They moved in during the summer months and did nothing to prepare for the winter. They were driving their truck in and out until the snow got too deep. At which time, they found someone to plow the road. This means that once the sun comes out, it will turn what snow is left on the road into a sheet of ice; thus, making travel by any means impossible and likely resulting in someone going off the steep edge after losing control.
There is also a new guy trying to make a go of it. I have dubbed him Teepee Guy, as he is living in a teepee up here. Not the smartest thing in my opinion, but it’s not my headache. At least he gets it, mountain survival isn’t something to take lightly, and he plans to have a tracked vehicle by next week so he can haul in supplies.
Allen and I have been packing trails this past week, since we have had quite a bit of fresh snow, with more in the forecast this weekend. Down in town, every type of equipment has been clearing snow this week in preparation for the next storm.
It’s Christmas week, and the children are enjoying the all-too-short break from school and playing in the snow. Most are anticipating Santa’s arrival this Saturday night, and won’t be able to sleep until they can tear open their presents Christmas morning. Then, it’s the big dinner with family or friends or both. I myself will be once again at Larry and Moe’s for dinner on that day and am looking forward to a fine meal.
Well, that’s all the news for the week. Bye for now.