How do you prepare for a 36-inch spring snowstorm that is
headed your way?
Before I
answer that question, let me set the scene for you:
It was on a
fantastic and amazing Easter Sunday afternoon when we got the news that this
wonderful warm weather was about to change – and it was about to change in the
most dramatic way possible.
Three feet of
snow?
I always tell
people that the Wyoming winters are mild. It is spring that will lay you low.
Here in
Lander, we average 110 inches of snow per year and most of it comes to March,
April and May.
To make this
whole event even crazier, Nancy and I had spent 37 days in Las Vegas in our old
motor home during the end of January, all of February and the first week of
March. Weather in Vegas was wonderful but it was also perfect back here in
Wyoming.
In 49 years of
marriage, this was the very first Easter that Nancy and I had spent alone with
no kids, grandkids or other members of our very large extended family.
Our children
had taken their kids and headed to Utah and Washington on Spring Break
vacations. We stayed home because of some book commitments that I had long ago
arranged. We went for long walks in the
perfectly dry weather. Then we barbequed steaks and enjoyed a very nice time.
Big snowstorms
are not a rarity here at the foot of the towering Wind River Mountains. We have endured many 30-inch snowfalls . . .
but not one in several years.
It was not
long ago that people here were worried about the low snowpack in the mountains.
After this monster, the new worry might be about spring flooding.
Such flooding
happened in 2010 when we suffered through a 50-year flood event because of
enormous, wet spring snowstorms.
Biggest
snowstorm in our history occurred in April 1999 when 52.7 inches fell. We owned the local newspaper and I was proud
of my headline: “STORM OF THE CENTURY.”
Yes, it certainly was.
I was hoping
this one would not mimic that event, which had knocked over trees and caved in
roofs.
So, how do you
get ready for such a storm?
First, we
bought lot of groceries, batteries and refreshments. Check.
Second, we
made sure we had all our shovels and brooms on the ready. Check.
Third, we went
through the mail and paid all the bills. Check.
Fourth, we
rounded up two four-wheel drive vehicles and stored them out of the weather so
we hopefully could get in and out of our long driveway. Check.
Fifth, we dug
out the snowmobile boots and heavy parkas. Check.
Sixth, we put
away lawn chairs and patio furniture, which we had optimistically gotten out
during all this wonderful warm spring weather, not realizing it all was going
to end. Check.
And seventh,
and perhaps most importantly, we made Nancy’s famous chili, which would sustain
us during this event. Check.
What I did not
prepare for was the 8-hour power outage that arrived at 10:30 a.m. on the
second day of the storm. Power was not
back on until about 7 p.m. that night.
So much for the chili, which was cool in the refrigerator and not nearly
so tasty as when it is heated.
Originally the
National Weather Service predicted two to three feet. In the middle of the
storm, they predicted 33.4 inches. How
could they be that precise? It was
snowing like crazy on Tuesday night when that forecast came out.
The storm
started as heavy rain on Monday evening and I thought maybe we had dodged a
bullet. We would rather have rain down
here in the valley as long as snow is falling in the mountains.
By the end of
the first 24 hours, over a foot of the heaviest, wettest snow had fallen. Temperatures were still in the 30s and a lot
of it was melting. The snow was so dense
it was almost impossible to walk through.
Then it let up
for a couple of hours. Alas, then it came down heavier than ever.
It snowed
again all day Wednesday and even a little came on Thursday. Then it finally
quit. We now had endured the wettest March in Lander’s history, according to
the Weather Service.
Once we got
the power back on, though, we were snug as bugs in a rug. We had nary a care, nowhere to go and lots of
hot chili.
It was even
possible to look out and view the snowfall as one of the most beautiful things
you can see in nature. And it was happening right here in our back yard in
Wonderful Wyoming.
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