It's an annual "thing". Every year about now, if we haven't already, the roof at the cabin must be shoveled. Sometimes it only needs to be shoveled once in the winter. Other years, it has to be shoveled multiple times. There have been times in the past where the snow was so deep that we had to shovel it UP off the roof vs down.
I know who they are but their names are safe with me (and my childhood memories)...those who roofed our cabin, placing the corrugated tin in the wrong direction so that the snow will NEVER slide. Oh, if I only knew then (when I was seven years old) what I know now! But they wouldn't have listened to a 7-year old anyways.
The picture above was taken a few weeks ago when my husband headed up to the cabin to do the yearly task. This year the deep snow had been soaked by rain, making the weight on the roof dangerous. It had then frozen into a (very hard) crust of ice. One could actually walk anywhere they wanted outside and not sink down in the deep snow. Very nice for a walk but not so nice for shoveling a roof. In fact, miserable for shoveling a roof (or more miserable than usual).
My husband knows the drill (although he surely doesn't like it). He took four days to shovel the roof, knowing that slow and steady wins the race (and avoids health issues). Fortunately, good weather was with him while he worked and (this year) he didn't fall off.
And here is the end result. Since this picture was taken we've had more snow but thankfully it's almost March and we know that spring will be here soon. This year we (my husband) got off lucky with only having to shovel once. But next year? One never knows...