On Wednesday morning we were provided with a weather report that indicated that we'd have high winds and perhaps low visibility beginning that night, and perhaps continuing on until Thursday. We were pretty happy with this news at work, because blowing snow usually means that the town shuts down (I know, I know, we have such a long commute, from upstairs to downstairs!).
On Wednesday night we went to the Kitti Hall to do our Loonie Auction and Canteen to try to earn some much needed money for the upcoming Jamboree. At around 9:30 we decided to do a last call for tickets, and then do the draw. Just as we sold the last tickets, the power in Kitti Hall went out. Of course everyone immediately yelled at Richard, the NTPC worker who was there playing checkers to go fix the power so the games could continue on. That is one job in Tuk that I don't envy (along with the "Swamper" for the $#(@ truck).
We carried out the Loonie Auction by the light of our trusty keychain flashlight (note to self- don't poo-poo the junky corporate swag at next year's Petroleum Show, collect as many keychain flashlights as possible!). The draws were done, and we were offered a ride home by some friends. Just as we got home, the power went back on, despite the ever-increasing winds.
We got up the next morning to low visibility due to blowing snow, and some drifting as well. Deon and I went to the office, because we could easily (with the exception of not being able to get out of our side door) get to work, while everyone else called in to say that they wouldn't be able to make it in. We decided to shut down the office, and wait to see if the weather cleared. Luckily for us, it didn't clear until the end of the day, just in time for work to be closed anyway. However, it did provide us the opportunity to go for a walk to check out the damage. It was only -6C after dark on Thursday night, plenty warm to check out the town.
When we walked around town, we surveyed the drifts, and here is what we saw:
*if you want to see a bigger version of the picture, just click on it!
Our building's side porch when the weather cleared on Thursday afternoon. Can't get out the door, but not so bad!
Looking onto the porch- keep these pictures in mind for the upcoming comparisons!
Trying to plow some of Thursday's snow accumulation from the main street.
Drifts along Beaufort Drive.
Gizmo and me by the Bingo station on our evening walk. Pretty tall drift.
The drift in front of Northern is all the way up to the wheelchair ramp. For those who have not seen the Northern, the top of the wheelchair ramp is probably 12 feet from ground level where I'm standing.
On Friday morning we woke up to larger drifts, high winds, and blowing snow again. We closed the office once again, until it seemed to be better around 10:30am. We opened up until lunch, when it got way worse again. In the mean time, we were some of the lucky ones who got a fresh water truck delivery and sewage pump-out. I stress that this was lucky, because by the end of the blizzard on Sunday, some people hadn't had water or sewage since Tuesday because they were too snowed in for the trucks to reach them.
Here is how the porch snowdrifts had grown by lunchtime on Friday:
It should also be mentioned that although the trucks were able to deliver services, they did have some trouble in some areas:
$@#( truck #1 towing out $@#*( truck #2.
After our brief moments of relief, it started to get really bad- 80km/hour winds, and it didn't let up until around noon on Sunday. Deon, and his love of weather and storms just had to go test out the winds and the snow to see exactly what it was like to be in an Arctic storm, so I took the opportunity to get some pictures from the window in our apartment, giving some perspective on just how poor the visibility was:
Can you spot Gizmo, the perfectly blended polar lapdog?
Finally, on Sunday morning we both had cabin fever and needed to get out. The winds were still strong, but we could hear the faint backup beeping of snowplows, graders and loaders, and knew the town was awake and ready to move on from this blizzard. Despite the winds which were biting, and probably still 60km/hr, we decided to go inspect the damages once again.
Here is the porch comparison for Sunday morning:
Here I am on the drift in front of our building- it took about 4 hours to plow out with a loader this afternoon.
The snow was drifted into some interesting shapes... and this is also an example of the perfect blizzard investigation winter gear!
The drift at the end of the rowhouse next to us- it was entirely blocking the road and must have been 15 feet high. (keep in mind southern readers that all houses here are on pilings, or stilts, to begin with so they are higher than your average house down south, for perspective).
Cool drift across the street.
Drift beside the house on the corner behind us.
Animal's old house- probably the most drifted in house in town that we saw.
Yes, that's a house (and maybe a truck?) under there.
Not sure they were going to be using their front door or deck today!
The drift went all the way across the street and still hasn't been plowed out.
Taking a break from shovelling.
The garage entrance at the RCMP detachment.
Stella, Ben and Jen's dog, after their porch has been dug out. Originally they only had about 2 feet of space at the top of their door, and Stella had to be lifted out to go to the bathroom!
The RCMP compound. They haven't had water since Tuesday, and it might be a while longer until they're shovelled out!
At any rate, sorry for the picture-y post, but I hope the pictures give a better idea of what we were up against.
Oh, and I forgot, the best part of it all. We were in the middle of buying a new truck from Edmonton (i.e. filling out paperwork, credit card payments, etc.) when the long distance phone service AND internet dropped out on Friday morning until Monday afternoon. Fun times!!
