I am fortunate in that I am able to bicycle to work. Vancouver's weather, while often rainy, rarely gets in the way of a reasonably determined cyclist.
The other day, it was snowing heavily (happens a couple of times a year here) but I decided to hop on the bike anyhow. One good thing happened; my commute route takes the Cambie Street bridge over False Creek, a rather urbanized little inlet of the great Pacific engine. As I cruised along I thought "I'm bicycling over the ocean in a snowstorm", which is a nice turn of phrase and worth saving for later.
That good thing aside, I have advice: don't ride a bicycle in a snowstorm. Each flake within a six-foot radius seems to get sucked into a tight spiral that ends when it impacts your face with a nasty stinging little splat.