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Whole Lotta WTF going on.
It was 50 degrees and raining like mad yesterday, and this is the Pacific Northwest. Fifty-and-raining is, perhaps, a bit more temperate than the average for the first week of January, but it's certainly not unheard of. What IS unheard-of is the snow that followed it.
SNOW. ?!? %*&$!^E#
I had about half an inch layer of wet, white, slippery, slushy ice in my parking lot this morning at 400 feet. I thought to myself "Well, okay. If I can just get off the hill, I'll have nothing to worry about. It's obviously already melting, the valley will be clear but wet."
Ah -- Not so.
"The Valley" has four inches of cold, VERY WET slush which is slowly, messily melting all over everything.
Seriously. I thought we had gotten over this! What the Good Gorram?
Fortunately it wasn't terribly slick, or I'd have never made it out of my parking spot.
Lessons learned during the Twelve Snow Days of Christmas last month combined with Day-After-New-Years-is-a-Friday-Syndrome to keep many people off the roads this morning. Just enough cars had gone before me that my way was pretty clear, and enough people were off the roads that I made good time despite the slush. As long as it doesn't somehow freeze again all will be well, and it looks bright and sunny today, so my hopes are high.
But then, I thought we'd seen the last of the snow by Boxing Day.
It was 50 degrees and raining like mad yesterday, and this is the Pacific Northwest. Fifty-and-raining is, perhaps, a bit more temperate than the average for the first week of January, but it's certainly not unheard of. What IS unheard-of is the snow that followed it.
SNOW. ?!? %*&$!^E#
I had about half an inch layer of wet, white, slippery, slushy ice in my parking lot this morning at 400 feet. I thought to myself "Well, okay. If I can just get off the hill, I'll have nothing to worry about. It's obviously already melting, the valley will be clear but wet."
Ah -- Not so.
"The Valley" has four inches of cold, VERY WET slush which is slowly, messily melting all over everything.
Seriously. I thought we had gotten over this! What the Good Gorram?
Fortunately it wasn't terribly slick, or I'd have never made it out of my parking spot.
Lessons learned during the Twelve Snow Days of Christmas last month combined with Day-After-New-Years-is-a-Friday-Syndrome to keep many people off the roads this morning. Just enough cars had gone before me that my way was pretty clear, and enough people were off the roads that I made good time despite the slush. As long as it doesn't somehow freeze again all will be well, and it looks bright and sunny today, so my hopes are high.
But then, I thought we'd seen the last of the snow by Boxing Day.