BoomerD
Well-Known Member
It's a nice "comfortable" 99 here right now. Humidity in the mid-20% range, so it's not TOO unbearable. Of course, it's a nice comfortable 77 inside under the A/C...
When we first moved here in 1987 from Wyoming, I went to work in a flannel shirt and light Carhartt jacket. Temps dropped into the low 30's and everyone was wearing Carhartt winter weight coveralls or bib-overalls and coats, snivelling about how cold it was...I called them all a bunch of sissies. (ok, I used a slightly less polite word than sissy) Fast forward a few years, and I'm the one wearing the Carhartt Arctic wear coveralls and jacket when it drops into the low 30's...I dun bin Californicated.
It always cracks me up though, in the winter, people have on parkas...over shorts and tennis shoes.
We've been here 21 years, and for Christmas 1997, my wife talked me into driving up into the Sierra Nevada mountains to where they stop plowing the roads for the winter. She wanted to see some snow on Christmas day...
So, it's only about 80-90 miles, so off we go. I take my Carhartts and our Sorel boots...(I remember the snow...not too fondly) We weren't there much more than an hour, and she was ready to leave. "BRRR!" she says, "Now I remember why we live where it doesn't snow!"
I made her stay most of the day...we walked in the trees, (something we both miss here. All we have in the valley are almond trees) she made a couple of snow angels, we threw a few snowballs, all the usual kiddie snow things. Then, I shoveled the back of my pick-up full of snow and we went home. The next day, I unloaded the snow, and we built a snowman in our front yard. In our shirt sleeves.
When we first moved here in 1987 from Wyoming, I went to work in a flannel shirt and light Carhartt jacket. Temps dropped into the low 30's and everyone was wearing Carhartt winter weight coveralls or bib-overalls and coats, snivelling about how cold it was...I called them all a bunch of sissies. (ok, I used a slightly less polite word than sissy) Fast forward a few years, and I'm the one wearing the Carhartt Arctic wear coveralls and jacket when it drops into the low 30's...I dun bin Californicated.
It always cracks me up though, in the winter, people have on parkas...over shorts and tennis shoes.
We've been here 21 years, and for Christmas 1997, my wife talked me into driving up into the Sierra Nevada mountains to where they stop plowing the roads for the winter. She wanted to see some snow on Christmas day...
So, it's only about 80-90 miles, so off we go. I take my Carhartts and our Sorel boots...(I remember the snow...not too fondly) We weren't there much more than an hour, and she was ready to leave. "BRRR!" she says, "Now I remember why we live where it doesn't snow!"
I made her stay most of the day...we walked in the trees, (something we both miss here. All we have in the valley are almond trees) she made a couple of snow angels, we threw a few snowballs, all the usual kiddie snow things. Then, I shoveled the back of my pick-up full of snow and we went home. The next day, I unloaded the snow, and we built a snowman in our front yard. In our shirt sleeves.
