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So, a little while ago I watched a short but intense hail/snow storm move across the city from my office window.
Tommorrow, we are joining the rest of the province for the collective stupidity that is camping on the May long weekend. We're in the mountains. The weather is unpredictable most of the time and May is barely out of ski season. It frequently snows on the May long weekend. But everyone camps anyway and then acts so surprised when they have a wet, cold, miserable time.
I know this, Andrew knows this... and we're going anyway. I have a theory that the winters here are so long and brutal that it makes everyone become so desperate for warm weather that they treat everything above zero as if it was the middle of summer. It would explain all the people who wear flip-flops in 2 degrees as well as the rush to camp on May long weekend.
Now that said, we are mostly going so Andrew can go flying, so we'll be spending most of our time at the gliding club, not the woods. And sleeping in the Boler, which is much warmer and drier than a tent. And if we're truely miserable, well we can always check into a motel, or just come back home. But let's hope that May long weekend brings decent weather for once and we can have a good time out there.
Tommorrow, we are joining the rest of the province for the collective stupidity that is camping on the May long weekend. We're in the mountains. The weather is unpredictable most of the time and May is barely out of ski season. It frequently snows on the May long weekend. But everyone camps anyway and then acts so surprised when they have a wet, cold, miserable time.
I know this, Andrew knows this... and we're going anyway. I have a theory that the winters here are so long and brutal that it makes everyone become so desperate for warm weather that they treat everything above zero as if it was the middle of summer. It would explain all the people who wear flip-flops in 2 degrees as well as the rush to camp on May long weekend.
Now that said, we are mostly going so Andrew can go flying, so we'll be spending most of our time at the gliding club, not the woods. And sleeping in the Boler, which is much warmer and drier than a tent. And if we're truely miserable, well we can always check into a motel, or just come back home. But let's hope that May long weekend brings decent weather for once and we can have a good time out there.