Who said living in Kremmling during the winter isn’t entertaining?
I have always believed that the unique challenges living up here in the mountains can bring are to be taken with a certain amount of patience, maybe even acceptance. At the same time we are provided with the beauty and certain sense of comfort that only the mountains can provide, and I wouldn’t trade life in our Rocky Mountain Range for anywhere else in the world.
So complaining about where we have chosen to live is not an option, and I certainly wouldn’t start that bad habit this new year. Digging my vehicle out of the snow or waiting for the deer to move out of the road are just small parts of our adventure here. So it is with a shared sense of adventure that I will relate my driveway experience, no complaining intended.
Our driveway is usually no problem, even for our front-wheel-drive car, but its length and rise in altitude on the way out to the road became a challenge last week. The real problem this winter is the pattern of snow and alternate sunshine has been perfect to create a hidden but treacherous layer of ice underneath the seemingly innocent layer of snow, a layer I would normally welcome. Even so, it is usually just a matter of harnessing the power of forward momentum to thrust the car out into the road.
This particular ice layer has spread everywhere, effectively neutralizing any chance to accelerate enough to make a difference. I had to have our car out for Monday morning this week, so Sunday evening it came down to my decision to attack this ice problem with my trusty Gerber survival knife. This particular knife came from the era when Gerber knives were still made here in the United States, so victory that evening certainly would be mine. My knife performed its duty impeccably, allowing my frigid hands to carve out two tracks down to the dirt on the highest incline the driveway produced. Now all I needed was just enough forward momentum to reach those tracks, escaping easily from the elements that had kept me stuck at home.
As cold and dark as it had become, my frozen body soaked up the heat in the car as I settled in for the ride. I backed downhill to gather what little momentum I needed, sinking the passenger side tires into the snow-filled ditch at the bottom. There my vehicle sat overnight as I contemplated the unforgiving, even cruel nature life in the mountains can at times surprise you with. I will not complain or even expect sympathy, just keep the laughs behind my back.
This little ice adventure may be just what I needed to prepare for taking on icy conditions at Wolford Mountain Reservoir for Kremmling’s annual ice fishing contest on February 14. There is a $12,000 tagged fish swimming around the reservoir as well as a $5,000 cash purse to work for this year. As we get closer I will mention all the details. If you can’t wait, contact the Kremmling Chamber of Commerce for everything you could possibly need to know.
” Please continue to send any items of local interest to Larry Ebersole at Amentalengineer@cs.com or P.O Box 564, Kremmling, CO 80459.
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