My first night in Boulder was in 1976. The wind howled at 145 mph and something called a Chinook wind was sweeping into town and melting all the snow. There was a slight breeze coming through the house, even though all the windows were tightly secured. It sounded like a freight train from my vantage point in my bedroom, it was Spring! Trash cans passed me on the freeway doing way over the speed limit. I had thought I would come and buy a home in Boulder. I have never regretted that decision while also wondering what the hell had I gotten myself into.
I am so over winter. Boulder is an entirely different creature. Though Spring has arrived according to the calendar it has not arrived weather wise. Or has it? I’ve gone to bed with pleasant spring-like weather, only to wake up to the bleakest conditions this side of London. It’s as if Mother Nature is getting her kicks at my expense: “Michael’s only wearing a nice shirt and a sport coat today, let’s snow a foot and drop the temperature by 45 degrees and see how he likes that? Let’s see how he handles 70 degrees one day and 18 inches of snow the next with wind chill of -6,then back to 70. March can be a crazy month. Up and down and sideways and back down and then up again.
Ah but I am ready now with my extra overcoat in the car, an umbrella for rain, a scarf for cold bone chilling winds and my gloves. And now it’s 70 again, no worries. I love the Schizophrenic Rocky Mountain weather. As they say in Boulder “if you don’t like the weather were having, just wait 5 minutes, it’ll change.”
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