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Feb 10

The Yokohama Snow Plow

No, it’s not a skiing manoeuvre.

 

So, two days ago we had a massive snowfall. It usually snows in Yokohama about once or twice a year. Most years it’s enough to cover the ground and necessitate shovelling, but this year has been the most snow we’ve had since we moved into the Kamiooka Tea House. I think. (Update: my wife tells me that we’ve set a 20-year snowfall record.)

 

This is also the first time it’s happened here when I’ve been at home in the morning, and not zipping off to a A lot of shoveling to do...20140209_083655

rehearsal or job. To give you an idea, I’ve posted some photos of the area just in front of my house.

Even though my door is under little roof, I still had to shoulder it open. The temperature had risen above zero in the morning, and the sun was out, so the snow was fast melting and HEAVY.

 

I went to get my shovel, but no sooner had I dealt with a few shovelfuls that I realized that this was perfect weather for building a snow man.

Snowman 2014

This irresistible urge led me to soaking wet gloves and probably one of the worst snow men ever built, but judge for yourself.

So then I shovelled our walk, which included the stairs leading both up to our neighbours and down to the street, a walking path the length of our house on the road, and the area in front of our gate. And the area in front of my neighbour, Ichikawa-san’s, gate. And the path above the stairs.

Then I helped one of my other neighbours (most of my neighbours are over 60, with quite a number of them pushing 80) dig out his car. Then I kept going and helped dig out the street so that all the neighbours could get their cars out. This kept on until I’d made a complete circle around the block to the bottom of my stairs again, where I joined up with the footpath I’d made earlier. By the time I’d started digging out cars, there were at least 8 of us on the street, led by an obasan.

One group broke off and started working their way up the hill to the east, but I confined my efforts to the ring around my house, which, believe me, was work enough. If I hadn’t been worried about looking lazy, I would have snapped a photo of what was, by now, 12 people digging out the road: The “Yokohama Snow Plow” of this entry’s title. The youngest was what looked like a 10 year-old girl (I was the second youngest). The oldest was probably 76 or 78. You can tell it doesn’t snow here much. Some of these guys were shovelling way too much of this heavy snow with each stroke; I was worried someone was going to drop dead.

As I came around again, I saw another neighbour struggling to knock snow off the rickety roof over her door, so I walked over and volunteered myself, being a good two heads taller than she. I also helped her shovel the area in front of her gate (her house was in particularly deep due to the way the snow had blown). I did wonder why her husband (who I almost never see) poked his head out the door, but otherwise offered no assistance. Must be a story there.

After helping out (and telling her she could borrow my ladder if she needed to do this again when I wasn’t around), I headed home and immediately collapsed onto the baby’s futon.

Later that day, I went out to check on the snow man. Not doing so well.

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And this morning:

Snowman 2014

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