I don't know why they feel they must get out into it. Unless you HAVE to go to work, stay home and have a nice warm cup of cocoa.
When I got my '79 Bronco - in 1987 - I thought, "A HA! I'm FINALLY gonna find out what I've been
missing all these years, on a snow day!" This was when I was living in Salisbury, NC.
Sure enough, we get a nice 9" snowfall that next January, so I take off into the night - hubs locked, 4 - High - my first snow-wheeling experience.
I get out to the old Kwik-Stop on 29 south of town, and there's about 20 good ol' boys - all in full-size 4x4 pickups, and a couple of Blazers there. So they're all standing around asking - "
You see anything? Naw -
you see sumpin'? Naw."
And other than listening to the CB, and racing to pull someone out of a ditch for $20 (tow trucks then were charging $60!), that's pretty much how EVERY snow event in the late '80's/early '90's went down there.
