"Yeah, it's got us all concerned up here," he said, "The last time it was this warm so late in the fall we had one of the worst winters anyone can remember."
"Lots of snow?" I asked.
"Hardly any at all," he said, "but there was a four-week stretch from late January through late February where the HIGH temperature every day was no warmer than -30."
The White River itself froze to the bottom that year, and when the spring thaw came every farm and home down the river was inundated with rocks, trees, soil, and everything else that got chewed up by the ice and carried downstream.
Holy sh!t. LOL.
Yikes!
Mother Nature has many different ways to ruin your day. That's for sure.
The coldest I have ever been was standing near the shore of Lake Superior in snow shoes. The one thing I really remember about that was that all you saw was white. The Lake was white, the Sky was white, the Ground was white and the Air was white with snow falling.