I'm getting that way too. I've been running a grader maintaining 50 miles of gravel roads for 24 years. Last year I only had to push once. Year before not at all. Didn't bother me a bit.
Here's our newest machine. We've had it just over two years. I'm very blessed. Push snow in a T-shirt listenin to XM Radio. I average 500 hours per year with road maintenance and snow pushing. Enough to fullfill the kid in me. Not enough to sicken me of it. Perfect World.
The straw that broke the camels back was the winter of '92-'93. Down in SE Ohio, near the river they got a 36" of snow. They sent us down to open mostly County and Township roads. We took the F-A 14-C dozer, fairly new Case 850E dozer, and the Galion AWD maintainer w/V-plow & chains. Each of the 7 counties in our district sent at least 3 plow mounted trucks, some 4. A couple tandems loaded to the gills with salt, mounted with V-plows & chains. Dumps were used to haul snow off streets to a city park to store it.
I-70 east of Zanesville looked like a war zone. Semi's setting on the westbound side, with gelled fuel they got down south. Cars & pick-ups littered the roadway, berms, & median strip. Heading south on I-77 looked to be the same. I'll never forget going through Woodsfield, Ohio that day. People were lined up on the streets waving to us. It looked like they were having a parade in town that day.
It was a 2-1/2+ hour drive just to get there, so we spent 5+ hours of windshield time getting there and back. We had to be there around 6:30 in the morning, so left home at 3:30 a.m., then worked until dark. Back to the garage where they let us park inside where it is heated. Fueled and greased for the next day, looking things over, in case something had gotten broken, which they didn't thank goodness. It was so cold, paint was literally flaking off the Fiat down to bare metal, from running on pavement. I'd end up getting home about 10:30, and in bed by 11:00. Back up at 3:00 to go do it again.
Me, being the FNG on our crew got the 850E with just a ROPS and a heat houser. The other 2 had cabs. Second morning there, the temps dropped to -34º, according to the Township Trustee I was working for. Talk abut making some steel sing... He sent me 9 miles across a fire road in the Wayne National Forest. They had a contract with ODNR to keep that road open, no matter what. He was in a 4-wd pick-up, but refused to follow me. Told me he'd meet me on the other end. I had no 2-way radio, and long before I got a cell phone, which would have been worthless anyway in them thar' hills. He told me the only thing I really needed to be concerned about was a one lane bridge, about 1-1/2 miles away from where we were. It's just wide enough to get a truck across. I told him if I wasn't at the other end in 4 hours, he'd best send someone looking.
Went across that bridge. The blade on the 850 is 8.5' wide. Snow rolled of both sides, and down into a small creek. Felt good getting to the other side..!!
The only sign of life I saw was wild turkey's roosting up in the trees. Finally made it to the other end, and no Trustee, and no sign of a house, or vehicle anywhere. I think that is the coldest I've ever been, and sure could have used a cup of coffee..!! I know I lit into him pretty good verbally, when he finally showed up about 20 minutes later. He said he got "tired" of waiting, and went for a little drive...
So yeah, things like that seem to stick with you. Glad I experienced it, but NEVER want to do it again...
So enjoy plowing snow, I do remember a time when it was kinda' fun to do that. I just don't seem to get all that entheused about it anymore...
