Weather is often that subject you bring up when nothing else works.
Stuck in the elevator with your boss, dining with the in-laws, dealing with that idiot you’re bumping elbows with on a packed flight to Detroit. Weather is the universal ice-breaker and dependably vanilla topic that can save even the most banal of meet-ups. It is, the topic of last resort.
Here in the redwoods, however, conversation that dwells on weather is anything but inconsequential. That’s because weather in these parts is behind all those things that make life easy or hard, or dangerous. or even deadly. Weather determines moisture levels in the forest and therefore impacts the chance of forest fire. Weather determines water temperature and then impacts the salmon and steelhead runs. In the winter, the subject of weather is tantamount to rain and to wind, which in turn impacts just a ton of variables. In no particular order that might include chance of flooding, rock slides, electricity outages, uprooted trees, slippery and even merely passable roads.
Get yourself into seriously bad weather here and you can find yourself on a thin line between fun and mayhem.
Today was a humdinger in the forest with about two inches of rain steadily falling. The river jumped in height. And tomorrow is supposed to be worse.
The threat of high winds today actually closed down all park trails off Howland Hill Road. Some bnb guests today were advised to leave the park during a mid-day hike in Stout Grove. Park rangers were hunkering down for winds that were expected to topple trees.
Meg and I spent a portion of the afternoon clearing Monument Dr. of a 100 foot fir that fell across the roadway.
Tomorrow should see a few more inches of rain fall as well as a river that will jump another 10 feet in height from where it was this morning.
So be careful out there. Roads will be slick. Trees will fall. The wind will howl. The rain will fall.
So, do you wanna talk about the weather? Go right ahead.