Couldn't pass up this story. I was in Arizona just before Easter
withthe family. We skied at Snowbowl, just north of Flagstaff. The day we
get there is a nice clear day, temp in the twenties. About noon it starts
to snow. By 4:00 when the lifts close, there is over six inches of fresh
powder on the slopes, and a lot of drifting on the road back down the
mountain. The Cherokee I had rented was a bit stuck in the parking lot.
Lots of minor chaos. As we are loading the stuff in the SUV, my wife yells
to look at the road. Ther is a chrome bumper MGB, completely covered in 6
inches of snow, wipers flailing, following the snowplow down the mountain!
Either this guy deserves respect as defining the term "driver" for LBC's or
he was an incredibly poor judge of weather fronts! He must have made it all
the way down the road, we looked for him (and laughed)off every switchback
the seven miles down the mountain!
Perry Hammock
TR-3, no snowplow
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