Jungle Tamers

About Jungle Tamers

Four in the morning after a snowfall is the quietest hour there is, right up until a plow blade finds the top of a driveway. Jungle Tamers runs those early rounds around Meadows, pushing snow back off drives and parking areas, cutting paths along the walks, spreading salt where tires and boots will need the grip. There is a real pride in the geometry of it — piles set where they won't block a turn or melt across a lane, banks squared off, the surface taken down to something you can actually stand on. By the time the sky goes gray, the properties look as though the storm skipped over them entirely. Then it's on to the next one, before the buses start their runs.