Well, it seems that the Front Range gets hit with a sizeable storm about every 3 years, so we were about due (the last one hit in March of 2003, the same day I was supposed to defend my Masters Thesis). The weather forecasts had warned of this storm for a day or two, but in Colorado that can mean little (since the forecasts are frequently wrong). The storm ended up dropping 24" (officially) in our part of town, although where we placed the yardstick only showed a max of 18". The storm wreaked havoc on DIA, stranding lots of passengers, and cancelling flights (including the one that Brian's parents were supposed to fly in on), but overall, the city handled the storm better than in the past.
The snow begins to fall
The snow begins to fall
The car starts to get covered
Lisa, shoveling in the wind
Trying to keep the driveway clear...
Interesting snow overhangs
More interesting snow overhangs
The wind was blowing so hard, I had to shovel with ski goggles on
More snow accumulates on the 4Runner
Our yardstick indicates that we now have 17" - but the snow is still falling
The front yard
Snow piled up on our covered front porch
The back door opens into the snow (that was shoveled the night before)
