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Way "up nawth" in northern NH, where the snowdrifts are big enough to have their own zip codes, life on the farm comes with equal parts work, wonder, and comic relief. I’m Sandy Davis—farmer, storyteller, and frequent victim of livestock with too much personality. Here’s where I share the true (and mostly true) tales of everyday life on American Way Farm—the moments that inspired my book Between the Fenceposts.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Road Salt: A Necessary Evil in Northern NH

Ever wonder why vehicles from southern states don’t have much rust—if any at all? Or, to flip it around, why northern vehicles often look like they’ve survived a saltwater shipwreck? Two words: road salt.

Up here, it’s our winter seasoning of choice—generously applied to roads to melt snow and ice. But the downside? On wet days, that salty slush splashes up into every crevice of your vehicle like it’s trying to brine it for roasting. And on dry days, the salt dust doesn’t just lie there quietly. Oh no—it floats through the air like some kind of ghostly winter fog, swirling around and coating everything in its path.

Yesterday, I made a Home Depot run to Littleton—a three-hour round trip. I came home with a truckload of materials to keep the barn-building project chugging along. But apparently, I also picked up enough road salt to de-ice the entire driveway, front yard, and probably a goat or two if they stand still long enough.

Winter in the North: come for the snow, stay for the corrosion!

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2 comments:

A New England Life said...

Isn't that awful? It's salt overkill if you ask me. My suv is dark blue but right now it looks grey. Sure wish I could get it washed without the doors freezing shut!

Andrea said...

Yup, it's nasty. It doesn't matter how careful I am about getting into my car I always manage to get my long coat covered with that white dusty junk. Oh and the roads are starting to get nice a rough with heaves and potholes already! My sister-in-law from California just doesn't understand why they don't fix the roads.
Explanation...it's New England.;D