Which explains how the Juke repeatedly noses into the three - foot -
high snowbanks.
After a fairly civilized flight, walking onto the tarmac at Ixtapa - Zihuatanejo International Airport made the 8 - foot
high snowbank that is our front yard seem like a million miles away.
Not exact matches
Now the
snowbanks are so
high they are above my head so I need some melting to happen before I have to shovel again.
So at the verge of the
snowbank, I raise the plow a bit, then inch forward a little more and raise the plow again, until the plow can go no
higher and the G - wagen is crabbing futilely against my Machu Picchu terrace of snow.
Being up
higher also allows for a view over the top of a
snowbank at intersections.