Ah, misery! One of thy names, at least in the sub-Arctic, is winter rain. Our warming trend has continued and the thermometer has been camped at +40F since yesterday morning. In the afternoon it started raining. The snow is melting quickly and there are puddles on the ice. Just walking is a challenge, the surface is so incredibly slippery. And everywhere, the dripping. Followed by crashes as snow loads on roofs let go and yield to the force of gravity, a hundred pounds at a time or more. I fear for our deck, which sounded as though it had been torn from the house after one such dump last night. The whole house shook from it. Gutters around here need frequent replacement.
The usual weather pattern is for this to continue for a few days and then drop suddenly into single digits (positive or negative) for a hard freeze, which, after the rain, creates a smooth and glassy ice sheet. Ambulation doesn't improve much unless we get a few inches of fresh snow to cover it. This has been a pretty good snow year (some years we get very little), so I am ever hopeful. The forecast is for decreasing temperatures tonight; my fingers are crossed for a drop to the mid teens.
In other news, the Tustumena 200 Sled Dog Race over in Kenai, Alaska, finished early yesterday morning. Aliy Zirkle came in sixth, and her husband, Allen Moore, was fourteenth. The awards banquet was last night, so they will be driving most of today to get home, twelve hours from Kenai to Two Rivers, with two dog trucks and 30+ dogs. I hope to hear some details from her about how this race went, how the dogs did, etc. It is now just over four weeks until the start of Iditarod. This will be her sixth or seventh running of The Last Great Race; Dutch and I are pulling hard for her to do really well (like WIN!). Yesterday I found a nice interview with Aliy from 2001 on the Sled Dog Central website here.
I made the switch to Blogger Beta yesterday, mostly because I had no choice, and so far it has been painless. I'm still trying to upload the 43-second video clip of the puppy run on Saturday through Google Video. I'm nothing if not persistent; some, including my mother, would say stubborn. Nah.
Sorry, no photos of wet snow and drippiness to share. All my daylight hours yesterday were spent inside the hospital.
Labels: Tundra Life