I arrived at my driveway to find it entirely impassible with Trevor having just arrived to start shoveling (I later learned that Janelle has asked him to shovel at least the entry several hours earlier). As he was moving very slowly, I got out of the car, told him to go get another shovel, and started digging through the berm left by the plow. He was not back by the time I cleared it, so I got back in the car and started to go up the drive.
Our driveway curves in a way that keeps our house out of sight of the road and has a bit of a hill to it as well. The snow was deep enough that Mera was scraping it a bit. I knew I would need momentum to get up to the circle part of the driveway. Unfortunately, just as I started to make my way up the hill, Trevor came sauntering back with the second shovel (I left the other one at the driveway’s entrance). Rather than moving quickly out of the way, he stopped there as I was moving towards him—a deer in headlights, as it were.
I rolled down the window and yelled at him, at which point he slowly moved to the side, but I had to slow down enough that Mera could not crest the hill. I told Trevor to push, but by the time he got there, Mera was fully in her anti-power skid mode and was not even trying to move her tires. I had Trevor get out of the way and tried backing down the drive, but I misjudged the curve and came off the drive slightly.
At this point, I got out, had Trevor get in to drive, and started to push. Unfortunately, Trevor is still a bit panicky behind the wheel, and even though we got the rear out of where I had trapped us, he got the front stuck. This, I took the wheel again, had the boys get out of the car, and tried to back up to a point that I could charge the hill again. I made it almost back the road, but again misjudged the curve a bit and the rear passenger tire got slightly stuck.
This time, I had Connor take the wheel and everyone else was pushing. We managed to get Mera back on the main drive and I relieved Connor of his time at the helm. This time, with the boys giving a needed initial push, I got Mera up the drive and into the her cozy garage.
The picture shows the battlefield from the perspective of looking down the the drive. It had been pristinely smooth before I first started to make my way up, but our experience left the scars that can be seen. That evidence is largely gone now, as we quickly went to work shoveling so that Janelle could get in without a problem, but the memory of our adventure still remains.