Meteorologists have been talking about this storm for almost a week. Usually, that means that it will fizzle out. Not this time.
I've read predictions of 2-3 feet of snow falling here by Sunday. Fitting that prediction, the world had several white-outs during our fat bike ride this morning. Believe it or not, this is Hug Hill. This is the same place as the first photo from yesterday's post was taken. Yesterday, the snowy mountains shined against a blue sky behind Shyla. Not today.
Based on the 5 inches of snow that fell during our fat bike ride alone, it seems like the meteorologists might be underselling this storm. They use scientific models to make their predictions, and one of those models is predicting 4 feet of snow for us. Even though I know how desperately we need this moisture to fend off a terrible wildfire system, the thought of 4 feet of snow might drive this non-drinker to drink!
If I were to drink, it would only be the Ellie the Chocolate Lab's Brown Ale (and no one is paying me to say that)!