And lo the weenie went to the top of mount hopium. Where JB spoke to him and said “see the gfs and rejoice. For it will show the way. Now go spread the word that when the water is too cold for porpoises it shall not sleet.”
Here's my call IMBY
Sat night: something falling from the sky
Sun AM(+5 zulu shit): some more stuff from the sky
Sun PM: different stuff from the sky but still counts on snow maps
Mon AM: nanook of the north cold
The reality is that this hobby sucks ass and we keep doing it every winter. A week of tracking for Pingers cause the goddamn hot air steamrolls over the coastal plain