129 miles on the sled today with my brother-in-law and good friend Joe. Only saw one other sled . . . well two if you count the broken down Yamaha in middle of the trail . . . the Fat Lady is starting to sing though . . . snow is slowly and surely melting away. While snow in places was still over a foot deep, near the roads and in some fields it was down to dirt, ice or snirt.
Hit a couple of "mountains" which used to have fire towers on them -- Harris Mountain and Frye Mountain (more like big hills though.)
It just dawned on me that they've already started stocking the trout this year. They may have needed to chop or bore a hole first though. Season opens April 1st on the trout streams around here. 13 frickin degrees this morning.
29 this morning in Nassau
— could not believe what I saw on the news on the east end -- a winter wonderland indeed.
Well it looked pretty at least, but that's about all.
Snowed all day yesterday here but not much of it stuck
hopefully we're nearly done with this Winter crapola
Crazy. We have been in the low 60s which is high for March here, more like May weather. My accountant hibernates in AZ during the winter. He is complaining of 96F temps yesterday! Those folks are going to bake come summer if this keeps up.
Last day of March and I watched the plow go rumbling by as I was pouring my morning coffee. 26, windy, 2" of fresh snow.
Small outside job on delay due to snow, cold, wind, and the wonderful ice cold roof line drip that comes with working below the low eve. Those are mid winter reasons for a delay, not last day of march reasons.
The last two days I loaded the shed for next year. Time for the flower pots on the stove. Thirties tomorrow night but the oil filleds can have it. I am done for the season. Actually have been for two weeks.