Chip Ford's 1974 Catalina 22 Restoration Project
Sail #3282  l  Marblehead, Massachusetts

Winter 2007-08: Enough's enough already!
December 20, 2007

Dec. 20, 2007 -- Cut me a break -- three snowstorms in a single week, before winter even officially arrives?  A strong offshore storm out over the Atlantic is blowing it back at us, reportedly until at least 8:00 pm this evening -- eight hours from now at "an inch per hour."  Another 4"-6" is predicted, but from my observations it'll reach at least six.  C'mon, where's that alleged "global warming"?

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Yesterday I was able to get under the woodrack tarp and brought in another cartload of firewood -- apparently none too soon.  Another storm -- the third this week -- is upon us.  (Dec. 20, 2007 - 9:30 am) We've already had more snow dropped on us just this week alone than accumulated all of last winter!  Winter won't officially arrive until Saturday -- and then what?  At least my dinghy provides some shelter to the wildlife! A view out my second floor office back door.  At 2:15 pm the snow's still coming down steadily.  Another 4-5 inches has already accumulated.
Aw geez, another day of moving snow around, I guess.  I got the trash out, thanks to the plow guys clearing out the lot late last night.  (Dec. 21, 2007) But the project ahead is getting old after three days of it just in this past week. The woodracks and boats are getting further and further out of reach, I fear.
Despite my best efforts, it seems that I'm soon going to have to depend on the "emergency stash" under the lean-to out back, already! Just maintaining mobility is becoming a challenge -- what'll happen after winter officially arrives next weekend? The plow guys had just removed the previous mountain of snow from in front of the boats, but it's back again.  I've given up cutting a path out there.
I keep expecting to find a herd of animals moved into beneath Chip Ahoy's dinghy. I've managed to keep the path open from the lot to the kitchen's back door -- where I need to haul in firewood. But the yard is filling up.
I've got to be able to reach the shed -- it's where the spare gas for the snow-thrower is kept -- so it's my first goal. The snow-thrower is beneath the lean-to, along with the "emergency stash" of firewood -- just outside my back door. It's becoming seemingly non-stop, moving snow out of the way until the next time.
Barbara had to get out early this morning, is gone.  I've got a clear space to clean up, then I can move on to my Blazer.  (Dec. 21, 2007)  
My buddy Toby came by early this afternoon to clean off his lobster boat, "Firewood."  These photos were taken from high upon Mt. Lot, the snowpile in front of our boats.  (Dec. 22, 2007) When he saw that I hadn't gotten out to Chip Ahoy for a while, he went at it with his hockey stick. Climbing aboard from the step ladder at its transom -- which with my minor surgery earlier this week I wasn't about to even attempt -- he pushed the snow off from beneath the tarps.
Soon Chip Ahoy was a few hundred pounds lighter on its trailer!  Thank you, Toby! Then with his trusty hockey stick he went at his own boat. With the temperature (at 36 F) finally above the freezing point, what was shoveled, plowed or snow-thrown has begun to melt from the sun's radiational warming.
What a difference a day (or two) makes!
Thank goodness for photos -- or who'd have believed.  Most of that two feet of snow I moved over the past week has all but disappeared in this thaw.  (Dec. 24, 2007) Moving it temporarily like this drives me crazy, but as Barbara just noted; it's no different than refinishing teak trim on a boat -- only to be eventually revisited. Even the woodracks are almost clear:  Yesterday I brought in another cartload of wood from the most accessible one on the right.  I never needed to dig into the "emergency stash" out back under the lean-to.
The mountain of snow atop the covered picnic furniture (see photo above) is even almost bare, melted away, as are all the paths I cut with the so-far-this-season trusty show-thrower.  



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