Right now I'm wallowing in the glee created by digging out my truck yesterday.
It was a balmy 31*F and I got unexpected help from the townie driving the paper recycling truck -a large, rear maw garbage truck.
The plowed berms were against my truck and the refrozen road salt made things harder.
I was out there with an iron bar and my neighbor's snowblower.
He offered to bust-up the berms by backing the dustmans' foot platform against the snow.
He did it twice. The packed snow fell apart
I was able to launch the snow with a blower.
Had been as cold as this morning, the job would've been exponentially more difficult.
I wonder if the packed, salted snow would've resisted being broken up had it been much colder.....like today.