Woke up early today (2:00am), so @ around 4:00 I decided to drive into work via an hour at the gym. As expected, it only took a few miles to hit nice snow depths vs my paltry 2-3. All along route 44, all the way to Manchester I went through waves of 9"-12" and more. The route has limbs overhanging the entire width of the road so I was getting pelted with puffs of snow, and in some cases there was enough tree limb snow where the road could have used a plow.
This was a nice, weenie fantasy snow ride for sure. I seemed to be the only one on the road, and the snow looked awesome reflecting off of the headlights.
Before anyone hits me with it, I'll do it myself...