No Whitespider, you don't get it. When you are stuck with bad weather, don't whine, deal with it. On the day of embrace the weather, the logging crew was shorthanded because one of the rigging guys quit because he could not embrace the weather.
I like the attitude of Up Nort Wisconsin. Next weekend they'll have their Book Across the Bay ski "race" where a couple thousand folks slap on skis and ski across a bay on Lake Superior--after sundown. It's seven miles, dark, cold and the path has candles that are in ice made from 5 gallon buckets. It's a neat experience if you are in the proper frame of mind. It was -8 the first time I did it, and in the teens the second and last time. But it was something to look forward to--a change in routine in the depths of winter. That's one embrace. The other style is, if you HAVE to be out in the bad weather, quit whining, watch the trees swaying while you are working, feel the power of the wind, and be glad you can feel it. It beats working in a cubicle or warehouse any old day. There's a Buzz Martin tune about some kids feel the rain, others just get wet.
A little community in our fair state that is located in the cold part used to have a Freeze Yer Buns Run in January. Another one has outhouse races. Little things to break up the winter darkness. We wetsiders are known to sit around a campfire, out in the drizzle. You take whatever weather you have, and you make the best of it.
No, I've never seen a hooktender in the clothing you describe. One very good hooktender did wear a white hard hat he'd found along the road. It annoyed his crew so he wore it--humor.
Yup, I usually walk out into the snow barefoot, not for very long, but to remind me what that feels like. I don't know why. It's just something I have to do. A test of foot circulation? I dunno.
During one inversion, I left our -10 valley and went up to ski where it was +10. That felt quite balmy!
I like the attitude of Up Nort Wisconsin. Next weekend they'll have their Book Across the Bay ski "race" where a couple thousand folks slap on skis and ski across a bay on Lake Superior--after sundown. It's seven miles, dark, cold and the path has candles that are in ice made from 5 gallon buckets. It's a neat experience if you are in the proper frame of mind. It was -8 the first time I did it, and in the teens the second and last time. But it was something to look forward to--a change in routine in the depths of winter. That's one embrace. The other style is, if you HAVE to be out in the bad weather, quit whining, watch the trees swaying while you are working, feel the power of the wind, and be glad you can feel it. It beats working in a cubicle or warehouse any old day. There's a Buzz Martin tune about some kids feel the rain, others just get wet.
A little community in our fair state that is located in the cold part used to have a Freeze Yer Buns Run in January. Another one has outhouse races. Little things to break up the winter darkness. We wetsiders are known to sit around a campfire, out in the drizzle. You take whatever weather you have, and you make the best of it.
No, I've never seen a hooktender in the clothing you describe. One very good hooktender did wear a white hard hat he'd found along the road. It annoyed his crew so he wore it--humor.
Yup, I usually walk out into the snow barefoot, not for very long, but to remind me what that feels like. I don't know why. It's just something I have to do. A test of foot circulation? I dunno.
During one inversion, I left our -10 valley and went up to ski where it was +10. That felt quite balmy!
It's too cold
good un!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
