By DAVE KIFFER
January 07, 2011
Sure, we would get a little concerned it the skies darkened when we were traveling on the water and we certainly looked askance at rising winds if we had a plane flight coming up but in general the weather just sort of happened and we dealt with it.
We used to always kind of chuckle when we saw TV news reports of hurricanes down south and all the folks running around nailing up plywood and stripping the grocery store shelves bare of necessities.
Terror from the Weatherman
That, of course, has changed in the information era where you can’t click on a computer or turn on the TV without getting a massive injection of “storm warning.”
And so it was the case a couple of weeks ago when Ketchikan residents prepared for the “storm of the century” to bury us in somewhere around three feet of snow.
Okay, so the “century” is only a decade old, but you get the idea. Everything that occurs to us now has to be described in just short of apocalyptic terms otherwise it gets lost in all the other informational flotsam and jetsam that pixels its way into our brains every nano-second.
First ,there were the long term forecasts of a “storm.” Those started to pop up on our computers nearly a week before the “event.” Just in case you wanted to plan for it. Just in case you wanted to top off your rock salt supply before “the rush.”
Then the warnings became a little more dire.
“A very slow moving storm that could spend up to three days” hovering over K-town and dumping anywhere from 6 to 12 to 18 to 36 inches of snow on the First City.
Still, we don’t get that much snow down here in the Banana Belt and we have all these goll darn hills to deal with. So in Ketchikan, snow is big thing. (Not mention all the sledding opportunities it provides to my offspring).
Anyway, local tongues started to chatter, days before the storm arrival.
“How bad would it be?”
“Do we have enough rock salt?”
“Should we get extra batteries in case the power goes out?”
“Better run to the store again and 'lay in' a few more supplies.”
“Will it be like that big storm two years ago when the entire town shut down for two days?”
Natch, in Ketchikan, we like to talk about the weather and this gave the rare opportunity to look ahead to something that could be spectacular (don’t forget to check on your boats!).
Anyway, the week moved on and the weather reports just kept getting gloomier. Some folks even looked at the satellite pics on the computer and, yes indeed, there was a big ugly white mass of clouds out in the North Pacific bearing down on Southeast. And it was moving really slowly so it could hang out and deluge Ketchikan in more snow than we’ve seen since we were kids and we had to walk 10 miles to school in the snow, both ways, uphill.
Finally – on Friday – D-day arrived.
The storm “watch” went away to be replaced with storm “warning.” Which meant, according to the weather gnomes, that the storm was already “occurring.”
Just not yet in Ketchikan.
It was cold and drizzly but not storming.
Noon passed and it got a little slushier. Still there was plenty of time because the storm was supposed begin any minute and last until Sunday morning. The anticipation was killing us.
Finally late Friday afternoon, it started to snow. Here it comes!
Sort of. Only about an inch or so of snow fell.
So we had to dig out our driveways.
Then it started snowing again just after dark. Here came the deluge.
Well, maybe not.
There was only a couple of inches on the ground by Saturday morning.
So a little more digging out of the driveways and more waiting for the big storm.
Better get some more rock salt.
Noon – Saturday, here come the big flakes!
3:30 p.m. They stopped.
Another inch or so to dig out.
Better head to the store one last time.
5 pm. Getting dark. A few more flurries. The storm better hurry if it wants to get here by Sunday morning.
Sunday morning – Storm warning over.
And that was the “Great ‘Three Day Snow’ of January 2011.”
Did you miss it?
We all did.
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