It’s four thousand o’clock and I just got home from a trip down the east coast of the U.S. (some sightseeing, some visiting of friends, some driving through awful blizzard in upstate New York), and I just thought I’d take a minute to express appreciation for the person who first came up with the idea of a snow tire.
It’s not very profound, but it comes from the heart. Thank you.
by 
Having just driven from Nova Scotia to Ontario and back over the holidays, I too am thankful for snow tires. Especially in New Brunswick, where the plows don’t seem to do much of a job.
(Seven days later finally catching up on all my blogs . . . ) I don’t think I’ve ever driven with snow tires. Where I’m from, the weather and terrain are so weird that we just use chains!