Yesterday’s Snowshoo experiments brought out two problems. The first is that this embodiment will work beautifully for snow only up to about one foot deep. One key feature was the ability to package it for shipment in a small package. That is a problem because with its extension tubes it could be thirty feet long. Okay, use five-foot plug-together extension tubes like those I already have on my last year’s commercial roof rake.
That snow removal rake was designed to pull the snow off the roof, but it requires lifting the rake head end, located out at the extreme other end of the extension tubes from the user, and then pulling a small batch of snow the full length down the slope of the roof. Even a standard size tract home becomes a real energy-consuming effort because each row requires more than ten times the exertion of lifting the whole rake assembly, grabbing some unseen snow, and then pulling the rake and the accumulated snow across the whole downslope of the roof.
The more modern method is shoving a blade under the snow and having a slippery plastic sheet for the cut-loose snow to sit on and slide off the roof, and it often only requires a single sustained push. I had solved all the problems, even shipping the poles. But, last night’s sleeplessness brought a better solution to the rake head itself, which permits this imagined new model to cut away two-foot deep snow channels, but it requires a bigger package to ship.
Debbie and I hiked partway up Pilot Butte for our morning walk, and I have created some nice photos in the last few days. You will see some of them soon. I went to a Winter Solstice celebration with over a hundred people there. We heard some old Norse creation stories and did some supposedly ancient line dancing. It was fun, and I can understand why ancient people without a clue about how the Universe works would enjoy these events.
As I sometimes say, “It was a good day, We lived and lived and nothing happened.”