I experienced this first-hand last summer when I was driving my old Land Rover across the country. I was solo, way up in the very remote Henry Mountains [1] of Utah, about to reach the crest and continue east. I came around the bend and there was a massive drift of snow covering the trail. [2] Foolishly, I thought I might be able to drive through, or at least ram-reverse-ram-reverse-ram my way through. I should have known better. I drove into the drift and my tires sank and the face of my front axle compacted the snow ahead and just stopped. The entire front of the truck was encased. It had been a warm day and was rapidly chilling in the evening light and the wet snow froze around my axle and my truck wouldn't move an inch. I spent the next hour digging out the front of the truck in fading light and by some magic, was able to free myself and back down the precarious cliffside road to a spot where I could turn around. Lesson learned: snow is really heavy.
[1] https://goo.gl/maps/XjyNapW3XRL2
[2] https://www.flickr.com/photos/defender90/27742972523/in/albu...