Storms in this country strike the Grand Mesa first, stack up along that flat rim all evening, and only reach the valley floor somewhere near midnight. Prinoth works the back side of that clock in Grand Junction — plowing drives and lots, clearing walkways, breaking up ice before the morning rush can find it. Snow here is often modest and always inconvenient, and the difference between a good day and a bad one is who moved it and when. Pavement swept dark and dry by sunrise is the entire report.