Historic Winter - 1978
Terry Stearns Gabe's Road - 1/2 mile from Hwy December 1978 |
This post contains a lot of photos of the aftermath of the 1978 storms. I am giving direction and road names for those know the area: my apologies to those who do not.
Long-time readers of this blog know that I grew up on a dairy farm. My mother and brother did all the work themselves, and the Winter of 1978 kept them extremely busy. Fresh straw had to be placed in the corral for the cows to have a place to bed down and not freeze their udders. The cows had to be fed twice a day, they needed fresh water (sometimes the stock tanks or automatic waterers would freeze), calves had to be fed and kept warm with fresh straw and heat lamps. It was exhausting work, but the Winter of 1978 compounded that work because all of the outside chores had to be done in miserable conditions - high winds and drifting snow. Then, add the stress of not knowing if the milk truck would be able to navigate the roads to pick up the fresh milk or if the electricity (juice) would go out. I admire my brother and mother for enduring those grueling days and nights.
Gabe's Road plowed and ready for traffic. It was dangerous to drive after sundown, especially if the wind was blowing: drifts could not be seen until it was too late. |
It may look like a road, but this is the drifted irrigation ditch, especially dangerous if an unsuspecting driver thought it was a road. |
Clearing the road (Wild Licorice) in front of the farm. The County Road Department worked long, long hours. |
Even this big equipment struggled with the packed snow. |
Progress was slow, but it was still progress - that is until the wind started howling again. |
Wild Licorice Road, looking west up the hill to the farm. It was hard to know if or when you would meet another vehicle at the crest of the hill. One lane traffic made careful driving a must. |
Rosa Stearns, always a jokester, keeps an eye out for the County dozer. |
By the time I was ready to go back to Wheatland, Gabe's Road had been widened enough for two vehicles to meet and pass each other. |
That's an amazing amount of snow! I really enjoyed the pictures and story behind them. I've heard of big snows like that from my husband who grew up in Vermont, but I've never experienced anything like it, since I grew up in the South. And from what you describe, I don't think I ever want to.
ReplyDeleteReminds me so very much of my mother's family's life in upstate New York. Also dairy farmers, also insane amounts of snow... good memories!!
ReplyDeleteCan't imagine that much snow and oh my gosh I bet it makes a LOT of mud too.
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