I admit to being a bit of a weather fanatic. Not quite to the levels of Jim Cantore or Sean Drapeau, but more than most. This probably comes from the fact that it impacts so much of what we try to do here at the campground during the season. But even at this time of the year, I am intrigued by some of the strange weather. This particular storm is of greater interest than many as I am part of the group that runs the Wrestling State Championship Meet scheduled for Fri & Sat in New Haven...and need to decide by 10am if it will be postponed until Sat & Sun. Yesterday's rain/snow line was the craziest thing ever, running a few hundered miles straight north/south along the NY border, since most of the time these things are split based on latitude, not longitude (looking forward to next week's changes in lattitudes, changes in attitudes...and Jimmy Buffett will be in MA in June, but I digress). Today's radar looks more like a hurricane than a winter storm. With last night's temps alomost hitting 50, and all the flooding rains, it has taken some time for the current precip to start sticking to the roads as snow here at Strawberry Park, so we have very little accumulation so far. Olympic commentary: Very tough DQ call on the short track relay. I would have ruled otherwise. Have abandoned curling (for the most part) since the caliper lady has not been seen in quite some time. Although I don't watch figure skating, must feel for the Canadian whose mom passed and then gutted it out for the bronze. Since when did the US get good at Nordic XC stuff? Still not sure if that aerial ski flying thing should be an event, but I guess it is no more dangerous than going 90 miles an hour on Rosebud. Have a great weekend everyone...will try to make one more post on Monday before the trip (and I think someone is having a wedding here on Monday morning, so perhaps we can post some pix...still a little fuzzy on those details).
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