Our 12 inches of snow had little opportunity to melt during last week's deep freeze. In fact, the meltage didn't really get underway until Friday night into Saturday morning. Here's a couple views of our creek. While the roads had been treated, and the chemicals finally unthawed and began their dutiful road-clearing, nobody told the creek water a thaw was in effect.
The thickness of that ice is about 8 inches. There are two layers, a cloudy layer and a clear layer. Must depend on how fast that water froze, and the oxygen content in it at the time. Here's a look at a smaller section up against the edge of the low-water bridge.
I suppose the water might have been running over the bridge earlier, and the icebergs got caught. I'm certainly glad I was not driving the Titanic to town. I had asked The Pony to get me couple of snapshots on his way to bowling, but apparently he missed the whole point of, "Get me some pictures of those big ice chunks Dad says are on the bridge."
So...there you have a good view of the left and right sides of the creek, taken from the cab of The Pony's truck. He might have been all discombobulated, what with having to actually ride in the front seat, and not pretend he was a ritzy passenger with a chauffeur, looking to get his hands on some Grey Poupon at a stoplight.
Looks like we're off to school on Monday, where we shall remain until after Memorial Day. Back to the trenches, earning an honest day's living, then coming home to work for free.
Summer, we'll hardly know ye!
When I lived in Alaska, the entire town laid bets on when the big "break up" would occur, and they weren't talking divorce of the cheating auto repairman and his wife who was familiar with every solider in town.
ReplyDeleteNo Spring Break? (she whispered as she looked around furtively, in case her school district administrators were within earshot)
ReplyDeleteYes, I was wondering if school would be called off tomorrow because of the excessive mud, but I guess not.
It looks as if it would not take much runoff and or rain to put that bridge out of commission for a spell.
ReplyDeleteYou live in a rugged but beautiful landscape.
ReplyDeleteThese are the best pictures I've seen of the road you travel each day. Pony is good at this!
ReplyDeleteI laughed about The Pony having to ride up front. My daughter used to favor the back for the longest time. We called her Miss Daisy. Cool pictures!
ReplyDeleteLinda,
ReplyDeleteIf you were a betting woman...you might have struck it rich!
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Sioux,
What do you take us for, Madam? Pantywaisted tenderfeet who cannot get their tires wet? We would swim that crick for book-learnin', and stoke the wood stove, and wipe the chalkboard, and knit a shawl for Miss Beadle before 8:00 a.m.
In fact, Madam, our Spring Break consists of ONE day, and one day only: the Friday before Easter Sunday. That's it. Read it and weep. Our last day of school tentatively stands at May 27. That's the Tuesday after Memorial Day. AWKWARD! Nobody wants to end on that hangnail of the school year to start the formerly endless summer.
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joeh,
She comes up fast, and she goes down slow. Wait. That's Lindsey Buckingham, slow dancing in the moonlight. The creek rises over the bridge, and then recedes. Usually within 8-10 hours total. Except the really big rainfalls, like 2 or more inches in a day. Then it might take two whole days to go back down. We have three alternate routes, though inconvenient.
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Stephen,
Yes, much like Val herself, the wilderness is untamed.
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knancy,
Sure, give The Pony credit for his phone photos on the first time he rides up front! It's a good thing he's earning his keep like this. We might be temped to hitch him to the Ranger or T-Hoe to help us ford the flood.
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Tammy,
She probably had her sights set on some Grey Poupon as well.