"It's on the strength of observation and reflection that one finds a way.
So we must dig and delve unceasingly."
- Claude Monet
Bob's Blah-Blah Blog is all about, well...everything. Weather? Well, sometimes, to be sure, but expect random cerebral palaverings through art, music, science, and more. Bob Child here, having just hung up my full-time hat as a 20+-year TV meteorologist. Welcome aboard my daily journeys that have no particular destination. The Joy is in the Journey, my friends, the Joy is in the Journey...

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I found some signs that were not quite believable, as you might expect...and then I discovered that a lot of those were fakes. Like the one above, obviously. I found a website where now you can have fun and create your own church sign and save it to send to someone...kinda fun to play around with. All you have to do is follow the instructions below:
I think it had something to do with my 7 consecutive hours of live weather coverage that when all was said and done encompassed 46 forecasts totaling 101 minutes.
You can definitely say it's cold out this morning. Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, y'all. Good for you if you have the day off - should start to warm a little this afternoon with good sun and less wind than we had yesterday. Yesterday was a brrrrr one all around the board. 


I was trying earlier to get onto the News 14 website but it was temporarily nuked...I trust it will be back up and running soon. At this time only Alamance County is in the warning area, and, honestly, that's marginal. The core Triad population centers are in the advisory, and the north and west periphery is in the advisory. Unlike Thursday's start with super dry air, we've held on to the moisture. Temps are in the upper 30s, with dewpoints in the mid 30s, so we won't lose much to evaporation. Especially in the advisory, I'm doubtful any rain will fall, just snow. But keep in mind, models indicate very little moisture to accumulate much.
The surface map is for 8pm this evening...showing the cold front along I-85 and pushing the precipitation eastward, where the switchover to all snow takes place with nice accumulations for, say, students at East Carolina in Greenville, NC.
Jerry Sennett
It does all start as snow, even in the summer...it's just so high up you'd never know. Air temps all the way to the surface above freezing make for good ol' liquid form.
Freezing rain is often our nemesis. Good winter storms mean moisture coming up from the Gulf or in off the Atlantic, which means it's being transported in a warmer air mass aloft...that slides on top of freezing or sub-freezing air at the surface. If that cold layer is thin, the liquid does not have enough distance/time to refreeze into sleet pellets, much less recrystallize into snow. Drops hit in liquid form, and depending on the surface it hits rather quickly forms an icy glaze. Extended periods of freezing rain accumulate enough ice to break trees and powerlines. Remember that horrific ice storm we had in December 2002? I was on-duty in the Charlotte office of News 14 when it hit...and watched it POUR rain for hours with the air temperature at 27-28 degrees. May I never see that again.
It would be nice to have a thicker layer of cold air so that the rain could refreeze into some sort of sleet or ice pellet. That's still very slippery when it accumulates, but you at least have some better chance to negotiate travel, where as freezing rain/ice is the great equalizer and neutralizer for travel. As a disclaimer, I do not advocate travel in winter weather, but some of us have to get places, regardless. Give me sleet over freezing rain any day. Will our cold layer stay thick enough to prolong sleet/snow, or will it be too shallow after sunrise and give us freezing rain? That's the biggee right now...
Good ol' snow...air column all the way up is cold, cold, cold. I don't see the air nearly thick enough for that tomorrow, although I do expect a few hours of snowfall early, albeit getting mixed now and then with other forms.

"A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing."

Such was the case for this posting. Mt. Coolidge sits amid the central Black Hills of southwest South Dakota, and has a gated 1-mile gravel road to the summit full of communications towers and powerlines. The gate is understandably locked for the winter...but here it was February 20-something in 2005...but instead of snow and arctic cold, it was 78 degrees the day I made the walk.
The two black specks ahead of me on the road were my two pups, then. With the road blocked and it totally being out of tourist season, we had the place to ourselves. The only mistake I made was not taking along much water...in that very dry air, I not only heated up but evaporated lots of water that I couldn't readily replace...but the Two Amigos and I budgeted what we had as we hiked, knowing there was water back in the car (I always carried a gallon for safe keeping).
It was easier said than done taking pictures and avoiding power lines, which were a dime a dozen, clustered tightly near the peak. I might also add these pictures came from an old digital camera (read small file size) and not my newer razor-sharp cameras; hence they don't enlarge much or well.
That area of South Dakota is prone to wildfires, and there are any number of scar burns throughout the arid, rocky landscape. The area around Mt. Coolidge was no exception.
The fire damage here was from years earlier...yet Nature, ever the resilient one, bounces back, and on occasion you can see some deer or Bighorn sheep grazing lazily away...
In that wonderful silence with only breezes in the pines or the rare lone vehicle on the highway below to break it, you look over the landscape and wonder what it all looked like before civilization arrived...where you would like to hike and explore at your leisure...the opportunities are rather limitless, even today...and especially out of tourist season.
And so we three lazily meandered along the road and around the summit, peering off into all directions, knowing this was a restful time of year for Nature...
..and we accordingly sauntered back down the wide-open and temporarily private road back to the waiting "K9 LIMO"...hoping that just maybe on the way back a Bighorn might let his or her presence be known.
Upper 70s in the Black Hills in February - how incongruously wonderful.