Hey guys! I hope you’re all doing great and just as excited as I am that March is just around the corner.
Although it’s hard to believe with insane amount of snow we got this week. I’m talking 51 cm of the white stuff! Welcome to Snowmaggedon, er I mean, Ottawa.
We don’t usually get that much snow all month, let alone in one day. In fact, we broke a 60+ year record as Ottawa hasn’t seen this much snow fall on a single day since 1947! Not that I hate snow or anything, but this is a little bit much as far as I’m concerned.
Somehow our neighbouring cities got spared by a long shot as Montreal only got a whole 10 cm & Toronto got a whopping 5 cm of snow! So clearly this storm was AIMING straight for us. I don’t know what we did to deserve it, but it must have been pretty nasty.
I can’t really complain though as it HAS been a very mild winter overall. And we’ve had very little snow–until this week, anyway. Guess it was payback time.
Speaking of snowstorms…
It was a beautiful afternoon in early January and I was standing outside the Best Western in Burlington (Vermont) when I suddenly felt a few snowflakes fall onto my face. Cowboy and I had just arrived here after a 3 1/2 hour-drive from Ottawa, apparently right in the nick of time.
After a busy holiday and a quiet start to the new year, Cowboy suggested we escape for the weekend for some R & R. Since I’m always up for a road trip (which probably comes to a surprise to absolutely no one reading this), I was already packing my bags. Although it was just a short trip, it was nice to have a change of scenery. Even if that meant one with more snow than what we have back home in Canada (ha ha…*sigh*)
We’d originally planned to head to out Friday night but because I’m a Weather Channel addict, I’d learned about an impending storm heading toward the East Coast later that day. Since it was a beautiful, sunny day in Ottawa we probably would have never seen it coming otherwise.
So Cowboy and I pulled some (work) strings and left in the afternoon instead as neither of us were excited about driving the mountainous roads of Vermont– in a blizzard.
Which, ironically, is exactly what happened to us on our drive back to Ottawa a few days later (at least we didn’t get this both ways).
(we couldn’t delay our trip back home as we had prior commitments, else we would have waited it out. Yep, this white-knuckle drive was totally fun!)
So, after we arrived in Burlington and checked into the hotel, Cowboy and I hopped back in the truck and headed downtown (about a 5-minute drive) to grab some dinner and roam around. This wee bit of snow isn’t gonna stop these hungry Canadians.
We choose the Vermont Pub and Brewery which has always been one of my go-to spots in Burlington. Although I’m a little less impressed than I used to be when I first starting coming here over 15 years ago, their brews are good and their food is decent and relatively cheap. The atmosphere is fun, too.
This is Vermont’s oldest brewpub, as it’s been open for over 25 years now. It started out as a small brewing business in the late 80’s and eventually transformed into a full-fledged brewery and restaurant soon after.
You’ll find the odd kooky Canadian in here sometimes, too.
After a bite to eat, we bundled up and set forth back outside. It snowed a heck of a lot just since we went into the pub for dinner. Even the cute little Christmas tree outside the pub was feeling a bit overwhelmed by all the white stuff.
The snow was getting a bit lighter now, so we decided to wander down main street to soak in the sights of this Winter Wonderland. I usually only come here in the summer, so I was really enjoying seeing Burlington at this time of year with all the Christmas lights and decorations, especially in all this snow.
We walked down Church Street, the town’s main drag. It’s a pedestrian-only street with a church at either end of it– hence the name. With so many restaurants, pubs and shops, it was actually quite bustling (despite this picture) with locals and tourists alike enjoying the newly fallen snow.
I thought we were the hardcore ones because we were sightseeing in a storm, until I saw this guy. Yep, he’s driving his bike in the deep snow. He must be a Canadian (ha ha)
A bunch of kids had made use of the snowbanks for a toboggan hill in the middle of the street (thankfully it’s a pedestrian one). It was pretty fun to watch them having a grand ol’ time.
When we decided it was time to head back to the hotel, it took us awhile to uncover the truck. By us, I mean Cowboy warmed up the car and cleaned it off while I got some fresh coffee.
He’s such a sweetie, I think I’ll keep him 🙂
It was almost like we hadn’t seen a snowstorm before (ha ha). But pictures in a snowstorm are fun regardless, and I’m sure my southern U.S friends may appreciate these (since ya’ll probably rarely see snow).
The next morning, we came outside to see this:
Good thing I keep a shovel in the truck. The hotel had one available for guests to use too, which came in handy for a few southerners we chatted with who didn’t have one stored in their trunk.
After we finally hauled the 15 feet of snow off the truck, we set out for downtown Burlington so we could have breakfast, do some shopping and wander around a bit now that more places were open.
It was like a ghost town now though, as it was snowing even harder now. For some reason, many of the people working at the various stores we popped into somehow knew that we are Canadians (??) . I guess it’s that obvious, eh? HA HA
Stay tuned for the next installement on our road trip to Stowe, Vermont..right after the storm. The sun came out and it was a beautiful day for a road trip…Woohoo!
Thanks for popping by guys, hope you aren’t feeling too cold reading this post. I’ll sign off with a cute picture of my doggie friends, who were the only ones who enjoyed the 50 cm of snow we got a couple of days ago! xo Dana