After a day of sweating like farm animals while working outside, we cleaned up so we could visit our friends Herb and Wilma for happy hour. In between the sweating and the toasting, a cold front moved into the area, dropping the temp and kicking up the wind from the north.
We had a great evening with our friends... the talk always seems to drift towards boats, RVs, and techie toys (phones, iPads, etc). We have a lot in common. We all traveled to the Pacific Northwest this summer... visited before we left here, visited in Anacortes, Friday Harbor, Lake Powell, and back home.
When it was time for us to head home, Joan pushed on the front door of their house... and it didn't budge. It was unlocked, but that northeast wind was being funneled right to the door, pushing back just as hard as Joan was pushing! We went out through the garage door.
Kinda early for a "norther"... but, that's really what this is. We were able to leave the door open when we got home... after I went out to check the lines on the boat.
We woke up this morning to the sound of the wind. Yep, it's a norther.
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Yep that was the year.
Hi Herb - have you noticed every year is "the year" when it comes to Mother Nature's antics? She always seems to have the unexpected up her sleeve.
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