I’ve been cooped up in the house since Tuesday, so my husband and I went out in search of adventure this morning – I suggested we try Roger’s Grove, a park with broad paved paths along the river.
First, let me say that it’s pretty incredible that any city that has two feet of snow dumped on it five days before Christmas manages to even think about clearing recreational trails when there’s commerce to worry about. We drove into the parking lot, and could see, over the four foot snowbanks, that the trail had in fact been cleared. Getting there (over the four foot snowbank) was going to be another matter.
My husband was not about to be deterred. “Let’s go home and get a shovel!” We did, and he fairly quickly managed to clear a path that with some swearing and dragging, we got me across. From then on it was clear sailing – well, as clear as you could expect, which was pretty darn good for three days after two feet of snow.
We spent about an hour on the trail, then he dragged me across the divide into the parking lot again, where we admired the beautifully cleared parking lot, plowed clean as a whistle – except for the two handicapped permit spaces, which were as pristine as could be under their blanket of snow.
(I’m really sorry I didn’t take a camera.)
ROTFL! Maybe, just maybe, they weren’t expecting anyone to bring a shovel and make a path for a wheelchair to get on the trail????
Surely the city told them to leave it that way for fear of liability in case of a fall or something???
Still funny, though. Thanks for the laugh.
I hope you had a mery merry and are off to a happy happy :-)
May the coming year bring you peace, joy and health (and some recovery.)
Honestly, when you see so many parking lots where clearly a conscious decision was made either to NOT clear the permit spots or to use them as the snow mountain repository, you gotta believe that the responsible parties believe that crips don’t go out in the snow (yeah, like I don’t have to go to work and buy groceries like everybody else).
We went back to Roger’s Grove yesterday – my daughter told my husband that I only wanted to mock the plowmen.
Charles – thank you for the good wishes and I wish you the same!