IronTy

You heard it here first back in July. This winter is gonna be rockin'

Time flies. We just started the A-frame this summer so this is actually the first trip out there without a tent. Gonna be nice. No kids, just my wife and she knows what she signed up for, and generally gets excited for camping stuff as well.

Euro is on board for the first week of December storm.

I doubt chains are necessary if you're staying on maintained paved roads but they're relatively cheap and never hurt to have in the back of the car. The only reason I picked mine up is that we have about a mile drive up the side of Meadow Mountain to get access up to our property on the ridge and none of it is maintained. So I want to make sure I can get up to the ridge in the dark Friday night (3k ft elevation). And then back down if necessary on Sunday in a foot+ snow. I got mine from tirechain.com. Prices are reasonable and shipping overnight is fast.

That was Christmas 2022 and I think we were -20F in the tent with wind hills of -43F at one point. This probably won't be quite that epic, plus our A-frame is framed up and insulated, though we only have electric to the meter so I'm just gonna bring an electric space heater to plug in. Thankfully no tents this time.

Just saw that! We are locked in here, snowblower is in the truck and snow chains come tomorrow.

Euro is definitely more muted than the GFS. If I can get my snow fix out of the way before Thanksgiving this year I'll be pretty happy. We'll be at just over 3k ft elevation, hopefully we get mostly snow.

My bad, I was thinking RIC was the TB. Let's go SBY at 21.5".

We're setting the stage for another IronTy play-by-play epic winter outing. Hopefully this one won't be as bad as the -30F Christmas winter campout two years ago.

I'm going big, I got a good feeling about this winter DCA: 19.5 BWI: 39.5 IAD: 43.5 RIC: 13.5 (proximity to short pump possible upside notwithstanding)

He died like 5mo ago...his opinion doesn't count.

Still looks good to me. I ordered my snow chains and and also plan on throwing my 30" two stage snow blower in the back of the truck in case we gotta fight our way in/out. We're gonna find out how good g wagons are in the snow. But most likely since I'm prepping so good it'll just be windy and flurries.

I'm supposed to be going up there next weekend to check in on construction progress and am getting pumped at the possibility. Thinking I need to get some snow chains for the G just in case.

I'm supposed to go up next weekend to check on status of the A-frame...can I still make it?

In dog years it hasn't rained since spring.

Driving home from piano practice and l looked over and swear I saw Slash riffing a guitar solo next to an old wooden church on the side of the road. What gives?

Wow it was 34F when I went to bed but when I woke up it was 46F. Booo.

12/19/2009 - 15yr anniversary. #NeverForget

I'm battening the hatches at home - have the wood stove and fireplace going like it's an incoming MECS. No amount of drizzle will catch me off guard.

Wow it's cold and windy out this morning.

Listen, at this point I'll take a good ole fashioned noreaster in July if it just breaks up this most milquetoast stretch of weather I've seen in my life.

I got a good feeling about this winter. Ode to the GFS Oh GFS, you model bold,I n long-range forecasts, tales you’ve told— Of storms and snow in distant days, Yet often melt in sunlight’s rays. Your 10-day charts, so cold and white, Promise blizzards through the night, But as we near, those dreams decay, Your mighty snow drifts fade away. You paint us scenes of winter’s blast, Of frosty winds and snow amassed, But fickle are the storms you see, Just ghosts of what could never be. For in your distant, hazy view, What’s bold and blue might soon be dew, Or raindrops mild where snowflakes lay— Why lead us on, then fade away? So here’s to you, O GFS, For all your graphs that cause us stress, A master, true, of fickle art, Forecasting snow that won’t quite start.

Just another November night with the AC on, nothing abnormal here....

I asked chatgpt what it thought about November to Surrender and it responded November Surrender November stirs in strange disguise, as amber leaves brush summer skies. Where frost should cling to dawn’s soft breath, a warmer wind denies its death. Bare trees wear gold but hold their green, caught in a warmth they’ve rarely seen. Sun lingers where the chill should play, and summer whispers: “I’ll not stray.” Sweaters lie folded, waiting still, as balmy airs defy the chill. Scarves and coats stay packed away, while autumn yields to skies of May. November leans on summer's shoulder, its crisp edge softened, growing bolder. So let it be—a strange delight— to hold this warmth through autumn’s flight.