Canadian winters :)

One of the few things that make winter worth while...

Winter driving.... Damn I love boggin around in the snow!





Truuth... LMAO!!

reply to post by Akragon


I too love winter driving watching people who drive like idiots speeding past you are in the ditch a little way down the road

and the e brake is soooooooooooooooooo much fun .. only thing I hate about it is I can't ride my motorbike.

Maybe time to move to b.c. and get a few more months riding

And who can forget our epic police chases in canadian winters

reply to post by freedomSlave


I hear that... the E break is my best friend in winter!

I love the looks I get when I come around the corner sideways.... LMAO!!

Always good for a laugh

reply to post by Akragon


It's funny, because it's true.


And I'm not just saying that, because I'm from Ontario, I swear!

reply to post by Akragon

lol or the same look i get doing fishtails in my gravel truck ...

it is surprisingly hard to a donuts in one of those things ..

shhh don't tell my boss lol

freedomSlave
reply to post by Akragon

 

lol or the same look i get doing fishtails in my gravel truck ...

it is surprisingly hard to a donuts in one of those things ..

shhh don't tell my boss lol

Whoops! I'm willing to bet your boss already knows!

lool!

Im laughing now, but when the snow hits I turn into a granny behind the wheel.
Rear wheel lincoln driving is THE worst!

reply to post by superman2012


lol my wife don't care what I do at work .. She doesn't sign my cheques , she just takes all my money

reply to post by BeaverTail


aww.... LOL

No way... Rear wheel driving is even better!

I had one of these beasts!


Pontiac Parisienne

And I could spin er around in a single lane street... no prob!

Rear wheel drive has the power... E-break is just a cheap but fun substitute

freedomSlave
reply to post by superman2012

 

lol my wife don't care what I do at work .. She doesn't sign my cheques , she just takes all my money

Pfffhahaaha!!

Funniest thing I've heard all day... Thanks for the laugh

Its true though... I was married once

Rainbowresidue
reply to post by Akragon

 

And I'm not just saying that, because I'm from Ontario, I swear!

I was still living in T. when Ontario first started to use that salt brine solution instead of coarse salt on the roads for the sake of accidents. And wouldn't ya know it, the accidents increased...so I guess it worked?

I was born in The Great White North so I can't picture a year without snow.
I loved winter as a child and I still do as an adult.
Building snowforts in all those 8' high snowdrifts.
Going to a suger shack for maple syrup on freshly fallen snow, french canadian cuisine and a wagon ride as they collect the syrup fresh for the meal.
(Not that I would do that now with all the pollution in our precipitation!)
Sitting in front of a roaring fireplace after a tiring day of "apres ski".
In the summer if you're too hot and you've reached skin...you're S.O.L. but if it's winter...you just keep adding layers till it stops being cold.
Mind you, one of my favorite things about winter is the fact that there are almost no bugs anywhere at all.

I don't own a car and in all my years never bothered to learn how to drive, nor do I live in an area where I would have to shovel so I have no complaints in that department...otherwise I might think differently about it.

-Amitabha-

but hey atleast the beer is always cold

reply to post by Akragon


I hate scraping the car off every morning for five months. I don't like blowing six hundred feet of driveway with the tractor while the wind blows the snow back in my face anymore. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind the snow as long as it is in someone elses yard.

It would be nice if the promised global warming would happen this year. Of course, have you ever known the government to tell the whole truth about anything?

I don't mind driving in the snow though, as long as the slippery roads don't cause you to get sucked into the ditch. I have had to have a wrecker pull me out three times in my life and had to be pulled out by friends another dozen times. I bet I have accumulated forty hours of hand pushing cars over my lifetime. Mostly pushing two wheel rear drive cars and trucks. You can get a foot of snow while you are at work here, I own three four wheel drive vehicles.

reply to post by rickymouse


Funny... I've never landed in a ditch in my life...

I've done plenty of pushing people out of snow banks though...

That's why we call the E-break the wammy peddle! ( even though its a handle lol )

Pull to avoid the wammy car on the one side of the street, its only a snow bank on the other side

reply to post by Akragon

Winter driving?
So this kind of thing is a regular occurence?
i'd imagine it is



Show off? Fluke? As always.........You decide

reply to post by Akragon


Winters here in the South of England, are hardly anything to write home about by your standards. However, let me tell you about an incident that I was witness to during one of the more severe winters I have been party to in my adult life. It will make you giggle.

I was walking home one morning, a dark, frozen windy morning, about minus thirteen degrees, forty mile an hour wind with appropriate wind chill. You get the picture. I had already walked about a mile and a half out of the three mile journey, and was enjoying myself immensely (I love being out in what we would call crazy weather). Snow was building up on the bandana I had covering my face, and on the peak of my cloth cap, which I had pulled low over my brow to keep the wind from giving me a craniotomy.

The snow, which was still comming in pretty fast, was about four inches thick at this point (which again, seems like, IS nothing at all, until you realise that we had been very unlucky for some years previous, in that we had NO snow to speak of until that year in our area). Anyway, I was walking down a tree lined drive, which runs down the side of a golfing range, when I noticed about fifty metres distant from me, tail lights. I had heard the sounds of a tortured engine from around the corner, but it was only now that I laid eyes on this vehicle.

It was making very little progress, or rather, making progress very slowly. So slowly was it moving, that I, on foot, caught up to it. I realised upon closer inspection that this vehicle was not any mere conveyance, but was a Ford Escort RS Cosworth. This is a car which has long been the object of affection for petrolheads (or gearheads if one happens to be the wrong side of the ocean :p ), and was at one point a moderately successful rally car, although it never won anything much apart from a few stages here and there. Anyway, the douche driving it obviously had no idea what he was doing, because he had his foot BURIED in that throttle. The cars wheels were spinning like crazy, gaining no traction, and at the speed they were moving, it was clear even to me, a non-driver, that he would have been shot clear down the road and probably into someones garden, if not their living room, if they had bit the tarmac rather than the ice and slush on the road.

Even I knew, that what he should have been doing was to use as little throttle as possible, in order to give the tires time to bite the surface. As I gained ground on the car, walking down the pavement, I reached the point where I could see into the drivers side-window. The gentleman driving was of the baseball cap and eyebrow peircing variety, and had proven already, that he was pretty clueless, especially considering his choice of motor car (a vehicle for proper enthusiasts). However, if there was ever any doubt that the fellow was a total fool, he spied me walking down the street, over taking him and his badassed machine, and with the engine at full throttle, takes both hands off the wheel, extends them out, and gives them a little wiggle, as if to say "I know right? What can you do?". Now, Its one thing to recklessly slam your foot down with both hands on the wheel, but what he was doing... I have no words.

reply to post by TrueBrit


That's too funny.

Give the kid another 20 years, he'll learn how to drive by then. The kiddies automatically assume you need to tromp on the gas to make it go faster. They don't realize winter driving is the exact opposite.



I have a love/hate relationship with winter driving... mostly hate... but love fishtailing around corners showing off my non-ladylike driving skills. Slamming on the emergency brake in empty parking lots late at night, whipping around doing "donuts" is pretty much a rite-of-passage here in Canada. It's how we all learned our *cough* driving skills *cough*.

*sigh*

Of course now that I'm an old fart, I have an all-wheel drive vehicle and no longer do the fishtailing thing... I'm all "responsible" and "grown-up like" now.


Yup, Canadian heart attack season is here:

reply to post by CranialSponge


Thing that made it funnier, and slightly more troubling at the same time, is that not only was the fellow behind the wheel of a car (which is more than I have ever been never having had a lesson, let lone a full permit to drive), but he was older than me by about five years from the looks of him. He surely should have known better, especially if he was, as the appearance of his vehicle would have suggested, the sort of maniac that fiddles with his engine to make it more insane. The model of car he was risking shooting through someones property, can be tuned to produce more than a thousand bhp, if one happens to be the sort to do such a thing.

Well, it depends on where in Canada you are driving. 6" of snow can shut down Vancouver. 2' and it's still OK in NS.

reply to post by SecretKnowledge

So this kind of thing is a regular occurence?

That actually happened to me one time, but I wasn't trying to pass someone.

I was turning off of a side residential street onto a main 4-lane street and hit a patch of black ice.

I ended up doing a double (not a single) full 360° in the middle lane, missed every car around me in the other lanes (thankfully), cranking my steering wheel in the opposite direction to straighten out as I was fighting the g-force of spinning, my car ended up facing back in the right direction... and I continued driving down the street like nothing happened. People in their cars were staring at me with their jaws on the ground.

And of course, I acted all cool like it was just another day of winter driving.



.... needless to say, I had to go home and change my shorts.