Betting on weather in NJ, whether days
ahead or months, is a fool’s game. Nonetheless we all try regardless of our expertise
or its lack. The smartest of the foolish money is on a coming winter season of
heavy snow, much like last winter, in consequence of the recurrence of La Niña, a weather pattern
caused by cool water temperatures in the Pacific. Whether those bets pay off or
not, it won’t hurt to prepare. Having been snowbound more than once last winter
with two 2WD vehicles unable to navigate my driveway much less the roads, I
replaced my sedan a couple months ago with an All Wheel Drive Trailblazer. I’ve
stored 20 gallons of fuel in case the heating oil delivery truck can’t make it
up my driveway as happened a few times last year. I’ve tied tarps on equipment and
machinery (e.g. AC and pool filter) that fare better if not infiltrated by
snow. Yesterday I was up on the roof of the barn cutting back overhanging
branches. Besides the risk of them doing damage by breaking, snow causes the branches
to bend down onto the roof, which is not good for the shingles. I used a
Sawzall and manual branch cutters for this job because I didn’t feel
comfortable waving a chainsaw over my head while balancing on a roof peak.
With or without whirring blades, I’m
cautious these days on roofs – even a one-story roof. There is a family
history. My dad had a nasty encounter with a Skil saw as long ago as the 1950s when he fell through
rafters. He was young and he recovered. I’m not young but I’d be averse to
repeating the event even if I were. Besides, my bones probably would object to
the impact from the fall alone, and not just because I’m (let’s not mince
adjectives) old.
Guttermouth – Primate
Camp
I've been trying to do the same before cold weather arrives. In this area of the world it seems there's just two season: hot and cold. The other two season seem to go by rather quickly. Either way no matter how ones prepares there's always something one can't prepare for, which is why I prefer to live in an area with weather that's not too extreme.
ReplyDeleteMy cousin in Alaska says something similar about there being only two seasons, though the joke up there is that they are July and winter.
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