For fans of rivers and view-blockers, don’t worry because I will be showing some pictures of those things pretty soon. First, however, I want to address the “Chilly Day” part of my title.
Ask any denizen of MY Town about our winter so far and they reply something like this: “You call THIS a winter? This ain’t nuthin’. You wanna know about a REAL winter, well, you gotta go back to the year nineteen hundred and . . .
And then they’ll tell you about some crazy winter in the past where there were daily blizzards, thousands of inches of snow and weeks at a time with 30-below-zero temperatures. I don’t dispute them because I’ve only lived in Minnesota since 1982. But sometimes I let them know that I moved here from the lake-effect snow country of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula and if they want to see some truly heavy snowfall, Minnesota pales in comparison.
I have to hand it to Minnesota though–this state can produce some pretty amazing temperatures. I HAVE seen a couple of weeks at a time when the overnight lows are below zero (F). In fact, I’ve seen several days in a row where the temperature NEVER gets above zero. And I’ve experienced an air temperature of -34 degrees (F) with a windchill factor of -50 (F). Quite exhilarating!
Nevertheless, I gotta tell ya, we’ve had nothing like that this year. We’ve had several days this month that were above freezing, and zero days below zero. For the most part, the bike riding has been fantastic.
Last night, however, we got down to a measly 1 degree above zero and that was the coldest night of the winter, so far. What better reason to go for a little more challenging bike ride?
I’ll let my colleague, Storm Chaser Greg — the master of doomsday weather reporting — take over from here.
What the king of hyperbole failed to mention is that the temperature would reach 18-degrees (F) today, which is relatively normal. And the windspeed wasn’t too high. And there was that glorious sun.
I have no doubt that Kermit and Verne would love to go floating on their raft through that chute. Amphibians and reptiles have amazing abilities to adapt.
When we were watching that ceremony, I remember commenting to the Feeshko, “All those former presidents look cold. I wonder what the temperature is in Washington, DC. I think I’d be bundled up in something warmer than those dress pants and overcoats. For sure, I’d be wearing a hat.”
And then there was Bernie, sitting there by himself, dressed appropriately. Internet memes portrayed him as being sad and alone. I loved his response that he was from Vermont where people don’t care as much about being fashionable as they care about keeping warm. Minnesotans are like that too.