Tale of 10 Miles! – Buffalo Snowmaggedon Day 1

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South Buffalo: 

Snowbeard, the South Buffalo pirate.

Snowbeard, the South Buffalo pirate.

My alarm rang at 5:05, and I jumped out of bed. I had left myself just enough time to gather some semblance of a lunch, brush off the mini-van, and head into Tonawanda for my 6 o’clock shift. I went to the window to use my remote start, and stared in horror. Covered. The street, the van, the yards; everything was under four feet of snow. At time like this, important thoughts mill through your head. “No way am I going to make it into work today.” “I GET TO SLEEP IN!” “Turn off the kids’ alarm clock.” “Oh, crap. I’m out of beer.”

I tried to go back to bed, but soon, the pitter-patter of little feet drummed through the kitchen. “Dad! Did it snow?” I swung Noah up into the bed. “Yes, it snowed. Go back to sleep.” My advice went unheeded, though, as the excitement was just too much for the little one. He couldn’t wait to get outside for snowmen and sledding and snowballs and everything everyone loves about winter. He didn’t really understand that even if he stood on my shoulders, he wouldn’t be able to see over the drifts in my driveway. So we got up, and I like a Hoth-stranded Sisyphus, I prepared to push that snowball up the mountain.

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If this is a joke, it went over my head…

After some convincing, Noah stayed in with his mother and sisters as attempted to stumble out into the winter wonderland that my block had become. I say “attempted,” because the door would not open. Would not, could not, whichever, the snow was high enough that the door was staying put. I considered sliding out a window, but thought that another door might be a better option. Two hours later, I had shoveled enough of the driveway to allow the dogs out. With icicles dangling from my beard, I went back into the house for coffee and some breakfast, only to reemerge into the bitter bluster and attack this hill a second time.

In an hour and a half, I cleared an area roughly 15’x12’, and in doing so, had managed to build myself a 6 foot bunker of snow. I now had to conceive of a way to escape my self-designed snow prison, as the path I had cleared to the street had been snowed in. With a running start, I dove headlong over the wall, landing in a soft pile of powder.  No coffee to warm me this time, no beer to console me. Just a napping family and, with a glimpse out the window, a sense of frozen doom lingering about the house. The snow has not stopped, and I fear that we may never escape the arctic wasteland that is my South Buffalo home…

Almost got the van shoveled out!

Almost got the van shoveled out!

 


 

What's all the fuss about?

What’s all the fuss about?

 

North Buffalo:

Beautiful Day!

Beautiful Day!

I awoke this morning as I had many days in the past when I was a child, with utter hope that a large snowfall had fallen, thereby canceling out the day’s events. Alas, it was not to be! A dusting, if that had fallen in North Buffalo and that was being generous. The cold, well it was there with its stinging bite, but where was the 2-3 feet of snow that I had been promised?

I turned on the television and to my despair, I quickly realized it was in the Southtowns once again (Damn Them!). Oh school’s and many businesses had been closed, primarily because any poor soul stuck on the other side of Clinton Street (& I mean Clinton St.) had no possible chance of getting to the city for work or class. Again, it seemed that the Southtowns had stolen the storms thunder, literally.

I had to pick up my wife in the city, so their was a glimmer of hope that I may see some of the carnage! However the only thing that I was able to enjoy was an empty thruway. Seriously, it was void of almost any cars or truck, which is unusual for 7:30 in the morning. I saw dark ominous clouds which felt like they were within my grasp, but I would see no snow drifts the size of a small child, or experience the thrill of being stuck in traffic for what could seem like days (again literally).

What's up with that large cloud?

What’s up with that large cloud?

Curiosity took hold of me, the sun was shining and I felt bold! I would take a quick ride to South Buffalo and see all this carnage myself, I mean how bad could it be?

BAD!!!!!!!!!!! After a few hundred yards of passing Exit 4 on the I-190 South (Smith St. & Fillmore Ave.) I would encounter the first of several stranded cars. I made a quick executive decision seeing all the cars at a complete stop just past the Seneca Street exit and decided to get off there, so I could swing around and take the thruway home. About 2 hours later I succeeded, but not after some choice words for myself.

Funny thing is Erik and I are just about 10 miles away, yet it was like two different places. To be honest, he can have it!

The snow is supposed to be heavy for the next few days, and while we kid, please stay very safe Buffalo!!! Click here to go the The National Weather Services website to check radar, snowfall amounts, and travel advisories!

Amazing Photo of the line of the storm! - Photo by Mark T. Branden, @mtbranden

Amazing Photo of the line of the storm! – Photo by Mark T. Branden, @mtbranden

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10 Comments on “Tale of 10 Miles! – Buffalo Snowmaggedon Day 1”

  1. erikwollschlager November 18, 2014 at 4:33 pm #

    Reblogged this on ewollschlager and commented:

    The Madness Takes Its Toll…

  2. gotmeghan November 18, 2014 at 8:31 pm #

    Oh my gosh, that’s insane!!

  3. Anonymous November 19, 2014 at 7:49 am #

    My husband could have written that first part! I usually help but had surgery and am useless to him 😦

  4. Anonymous November 19, 2014 at 9:01 am #

    And you are the perfect example of the ones that the media,first responders, etc are “smh” about. When they say stay away from the affected areas, it is people like you that make their jobs harder. You are lucky to be home and safe to tell this story.

  5. Craig Wheeler November 19, 2014 at 2:37 pm #

    While I appreciate the comment, we never went into any banned areas. The area we went into was in rough shape, but being from Buffalo, I expected it to be tough going. In the end though you’re right, I was just glad to be home.

  6. C Bee November 20, 2014 at 3:15 am #

    There are times I miss Buffalo. Unbelievably this is one of them. For one day or two.

    • C Bee November 20, 2014 at 3:23 am #

      That sounded harsh. I really meant I miss Buffalo. Two days of the big snow would be enough for my 6decade old body anymore. I walked home from Buffalo airport in the blizzard of 77. The sherriffs stopped me on their snowmobiles thinking I was lost or stranded. Nah. Almost home on Cayuga drive. Had to go in thru the window to get in the house.

  7. johngatas December 4, 2014 at 8:31 am #

    Reblogged this on North Tonawanda's Premier Real Estate Agent and commented:
    This is why you may want to live in North Tonawanda! Maybe a foot here, instead of 7 or 8 feet!!!!!

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