Blizzard of 2005
The winter is finally here. I love Christmas, freshly baked cookies, hot soup and all that good stuff, but nothing completes the picture link a nice deep snowstorm. I awoke this morning and looked out my window to discover that I am 5 years old again. I was jumping about so excitedly that I could not possibly fall back to sleep.
I am not sure what it is, but I love weather. Any time there is an extreme storm of some sort, I have to be right in the middle of it. During one hurricane this fall I went off-roading with my friend Joe. We got the truck practically buried in the mud and didn't get it out until midnight. 4 years ago, my brother, Nathan Palkovitz, and I canoed in the biggest flood EVER recorded in our area. Our canoe was violently pulled under the fierce water with us inside of it. It was a true miracle that we survived. You would think that would cure my intrigue, but I have no idea how many times I have tried to "shoot the rapids" in subsequent floods. One time I witnessed a tornado that cane within 200 yards of me and destroyed buildings ad trees. As soon as it passed, I jumped in the truck with my cousin and a friend and went chasing after it. Every year, just after Christmas, my brothers and I go to Vermont for a few days and try to survive the cold in an abandoned cabin in the National Forest. We always end up trying to set a new speed record for skiing behind the truck (the perfect blend of downhill and water skiing). Last year, after the biggest snowstorm of the year, Lindsay and I spent 3 days backpacking a long stretch of the Appalachian Trail. It was so cold that Lindsay’s saline solution for her contacts froze solid while we were in our tent.
Am I the only one who is insanely jealous of Jim Cantore - the guy from the weather channel with the shaved head - for having his job be to chase the biggest storms in the country and give captivated audiences a first-hand account of truly severe weather? Maybe not, but I really do think that is so cool.
I don't have specific plans yet, but with the snow piling up outside, I am sure that something exciting will be discovered.
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As if the snow was not enough to make this one of the best days of the year, Linds made a huge breakfast of sausage, eggs, fluffy biscuits, sweetrolls, orange juice, and coffee. Sitting there with Linds, eating that delicious breakfast, listening to James Taylor, and watching the snow fall through the trees... could life be any more perfect?
I am pretty sure that I would fail miserably as a dark, angry rocker. Life is way too much fun.
I must agree the snow is GORGEOUS!!!!!! :-) Have a great day!
Yea snow is awesome...especially when it snows on a school day but i guess thats not happeneing ha....and collin, you're too nice to be a angry rocker. And yea life is fun!
~Poncho
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