January 16, 2011

  • Where F Meets C

    It hasn’t gotten there yet.  The temperature scales cross at -40°, and it is only about -38° now.  It is already cold enough that our compact fluorescent porch and yard lights won’t light.  If left on for a day or two, they might.  Several winters ago, one was left on for 36 hours before it finally started to glow.  It’s crisp out there.  Wood splits easily, and if anyone was foolish enough to try to zip or unzip a plastic zipper, it would shed teeth.  My radial tires would take miles of bumpity bumping along before they’d round out after being parked overnight… if my car would start.  It hasn’t run since the weekend before Thanksgiving. 

    Such extreme cold is rare in this valley.  At higher elevations and latitudes, it’s not that rare, but I have seen cold this deep only about ten or a dozen times in the 27 years I have lived here.  The coldest it has been in that time was off the scale, more than 55 below, and I really don’t want to be that cold again.  At temps that low, oily lubricants become adhesives and some metal car parts such as hinges and door latches, are as brittle as plastic.

    Greyfox experienced forty below for the first time in his life during his first winter here, twenty years ago.  Afterward, he said, “The best thing about forty below is that it makes zero seem warm.”  I agree.  I wouldn’t mind a nice warm zero day right about now.

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