Another bone to pick with local weather wonks
Excuse me if I sound like Colombo when I say this, but where were you Thursday night around 5:30 p.m.?
If you were like most people, you were in your family vehicle, heading home from a hard days work, looking forward to My Name is Earl on television later that night when&WHAM!
Out of nowhere, seemingly, the heavens opened with some light airy snow, and the winter winds obliged, kicking their movement up to more than 30 mph in order to create mass chaos on the transit home.
There was no warning, only the forecast of snow showers appeared on the Internet. Wind advisory warnings made their way across some screens for counties in northern North Dakota and Minnesota, yet those in this part of the world had any clue this was on the way.
A month ago, when a couple of inches were expected to fall on the Fargo-Moorhead area, it led the 6 p.m. news. Last November, the weather stayed on the front page of the area newspapers for several days, after ice and snow marred the first stop on the Holiday season.
So where was this on the AccuDopplarStormTrax forecast?
Of course, by 10 p.m., it was all over. So the wonks on our local television stations could talk about what a wild system that was.
Its kind of a switch from where Ive been on the weather lately. Too often, were told how devastating of a storm is coming, such as the 3 to 6-inch snowfall variety, and we become sheep. We hop in the car, drive to the grocery store and stock up. We crank up the heat a notch just in case the power drops off again, or we pick up generators and portable heaters.
The fact is, weve become a bit soft. It was 12 degrees on Friday, and everyone I talked to complained about how chilly it had become after Thursday nights snowfall.
Folks, the average high temperature is about 15 for early February. A 12-degree high was a good day.
Weve been very fortunate to say the least. And because of that, perhaps weve become a bit soft.
Granted, we havent traveled the road that the Twin Cities seem to have followed, freaking out any time more than a dusting finds its way onto the roads.
Any sort of precip down there seems to grind traffic to a screeching halt. Its a treat for the weather forecasters, who can talk about the impact of precipitation, wind and whatever else may come during the first five minutes of the newscast.
We live in a part of the world where more people broadcast the weather, talk about the weather and depend on the weather than anywhere else.
Funny how we seemed to have dropped the ball on that last Thursday, as people headed home from work.