Jebman

Be very, very careful what you wish for.

Check out this time lapse radar of Ian https://www.nytimes.com/live/2022/09/28/us/hurricane-ian-florida

That's because they gonna get 5 inches of rain from Ian and you might eke out 2 lol

This is NO time for a jebwalk.

Key West Cam https://southernmostpointwebcam.com/ Look at those waves already!

I am praying for you all in Florida. Storm surge along with large battering waves and debris propelled by the wind and waves will cause serious damage. Praying for a miracle on the West Coast of Florida. Stay very safe everyone.

C'mon guys, if I was on the beach in west FL and there was a storm like this incoming, there would be a hell of a lot more posts! Let's TRACK THIS STORM! Cat 4 is gonna be BAD on the coast!

Wow you guys sure got a massive Canadian airmass! You're in the mid 60s right now with northerly wind gusts to 41 mph! Right now in south central Texas, sunny with 8 mph out of the SE and a high of 102 degrees lol.

It is MY thought, that this type of action is what the DC Metropolitan Region will be celebrating this winter! https://list.uvm.edu/cgi-bin/wa?A2=ind0201D&L=skivt-l&P=R11466 Sunday As advertised, the big storm came in from the Pacific and Lost Trail reported another 12 inches of new snow on top of the foot they had already received in the past couple of days. The powder was getting serious. E and I joined some friends from the lab and got right to work on Thunder, a steep trail under lift 2. The latest round of snow had fallen really light, around 5% H2O, and it hardly slowed you down at all. We enjoyed a few runs down Thunder until it got pretty tracked up, then we headed into the trees. With the help of friends, we were also introduced to a secret meadow that lies between two trails and offers up some steep powder shots. We’ve been slowly learning the local tree stashes, and today found a few new ones that delivered some great deep powder. In the afternoon, when the others had left, E and I found an exceptionally tasty one to the right of Thunder and had it to ourselves for the rest of the day. Monday, MLK Day Hmmm, this snow is too deep to ski through, I’ll just use this track left by someone else and hustle my way over to the edge of Thunder. Ahh, now we’re moving, this should be fun, can’t wait to see what this powder is like… oh, hey that shot hit me in the face, gasp, gotta get that out of my mouth, cough, ack another, oh god, oh god, this snow is amazing, gasp, but I can’t breathe, this is too good to stop, choke, but I think I’m going to die, oh man do I need air this isn’t funny, this isn’t funny at all, I REALLY need to stop… Derek and I had just scared ourselves half to death. We’d dropped into Thunder and nearly suffocated on snow. After 10 turns, I stopped, gasping for breath, and looked to my left to see that Derek had done exactly the same thing. We were both scared as hell. “Oh my God I couldn’t breathe, I didn’t know what to do, I had to stop!” Derek looked over at me and acknowledged that he was in exactly the same state of affairs. Once the adrenaline surge began to fade, we came to our senses and began to realize what was going on. This was not simply another average powder day. This was a, “Dammit, I know people are always joking about snorkels but I wish I had one right now just so I could breathe” day. As if the two feet we already had weren’t enough, another 18-20 inches had come down overnight and the maelstrom dragged on at an inch and hour right before our eyes. We gathered our thoughts and decided to time our breathing as we skied. It didn’t work. Even on the upstroke of a turn, the snow lingered in the air and left us gagging and coughing, the snow building up in our mouths until we just had to stop and breathe. I never thought I’d see the day when too much snow made the skiing LESS fun. I’d had big powder days back home in Vermont, days when face shots were everywhere, days when I’d get a few mouthfuls of snow and have to spit it out to get breathing again at the next sign of light. But never had I had difficulty like this. I remember the day that Dave called me from Bolton and said that they had been nailed with over 2 feet of champagne powder overnight, he explained how all the instructors were going nuts and you had to time your breathing. I couldn’t go up though because I was in the middle of an experiment at work, but I thought I had imagined correctly what he was going through. I hadn’t. It didn’t matter how we turned or how we tried to time our breathing, it was an all-out choke fest. We worked our way down the rest of the run trying to enjoy the amazing conditions the best we could, but hampered by the snow all the same. In the end, we found a simple solution. Since we didn’t have neck gaiters, we used the lower front portions of our hoods to cover up our mouths while we skied. This worked like a charm, and from then on all we had to do was focus on powder bliss. That morning, we spent a lot of time in the white room. After a couple of runs down Thunder, it started to get a bit tracked up, so we headed over to Moose Creek, a region just at the edge of the ski area which is not patrolled, but highly used. Derek knew a nice entrance through some trees that would maximize our vertical and steepness in Moose Creek, just what we needed with this snow. Through a combination of untracked snow from the previous couple of feet that fell, and protection from the wind, we found ourselves atop the 35 degree pitch into Moose Creek standing in thigh to waist deep snow. This was going to be absolutely absurd. Covering our gaping mouths with our hoods, we prepared ourselves for the experience. I pushed off slowly, the flat slope gradually gaining pitch, and I, gradually gaining speed. Within 2-3 turns I was in the thick of it and snow was everywhere. There are a few lone trees scattered about this area, and thankfully they were the only things we needed to worry about. Each turn was a blinding explosion of white which flew up to our chests, up to our mouths, into our eyes, over our heads. With the breathing problem solved, now the issue was vision. I can recall one run where I plotted my course from the top, just to the left of one of the lone trees, pushed off, and held on tight. The ride consisted of 90% white punctuated by short episodes of “There’s that tree… there it is again… now it’s close… there it goes… oh my god! Although Moose Creek only offers up a few hundred vertical feet before it ends in a cat track which brings you back to the lift, it was far too good, dare I say “Epic” to ignore. I will use Epic since this was undoubtedly one of my top 10 days, and my best day ever in the Western U.S. I’ve skied deeper snow, and steeper snow, and lighter snow, and longer runs, but as the ski industry would say, this was the longest-deepest-steepest-lightest snow I’d ever skied, or something to that effect. And this was unquestionably the “face-shotinnest day” I’d ever seen. We cycled Moose Creek a half dozen times, eventually meeting up with my supervisor Byron, and his supervisor Bruce. Technically, we were celebrating Martin Luther King Day (and boy were we celebrating) but I think the lab would have been devoid of skiers whatever day it had been. Everyone in town knew this was not a day to be missed. This, has absolutely been a Classic, VINTAGE Jebman Post.

Winter is drawin closer, better get stocked on firewood, ice melter, salt, Jebman Shovels, snowblowers. It's gonna be a BAD one, tons of wind driven snow and extreme cold!

Indexes or no indexes, all I've got to say is winter is coming for the Mid Atlantic --- and its gonna be a cold, snowy mother too!

Coke or not though, I will always LOVE the Washington DC Metro Region, and I will always be pulling for massive crippling snows for y'all!

It sure is, never could get enough, I look terrible these days. lol

I love the Mid Atlantic so much, and am pulling so unbelievably hard for record breakin snows in your region this winter ---- That I would be happily willing to undergo 90 degrees accompanied by 75 dewpoints from September 2022, thru to April 2023, so that the Mid Atlantic can be stuck in a record trough with unbelievably cold weather and snow after snow after snow after snow after snow for months on end, in the Washington Metropolitan Region, THIS winter, 2022 into 2023. That, is how much I will always love you all over there, and I will always be hoping wishing and praying hard, that you will get so much snow there, that you will indeed be tired of snow, only to get blasted by more snow! You will live in the models, live by the models, and live for the models as you enjoy snow after ridiculous snow this winter, in the Washington Metropolitan Region!

East Coast will be utterly annihilated by snow in 2022-2023. Emphasis on the DC Metropolitan Region. You got this coming, you been askin' for it, and you are gonna get it!

FIXED.

Mid Atlantic is going to have a very frigid, snowy winter in 2022-23.

if you guys think the Mid Atlantic is hot, try central Texas where we've been 103 for days. Or North Texas where it hit 113! It gets pretty HOT down here!

I got that beat. Oh wait, I am in south central TX with a high of 98. Its 95 now, dryline hit us and dews are in the low 40s.

Very bad up in North Dakota https://forecast.weather.gov/MapClick.php?x=162&y=93&site=bis&zmx=&zmy=&map_x=161&map_y=92#.YldHj8jMKUk Up to 22 inches of snow expected, high winds with drifts to 6 feet. In mid April. You like snow, Go Northwest young man!

Here's some snow https://live2.brownrice.com/embed/tsvridge

Here's my wag, I think many will get upgraded to Warning as total snow depths are upgraded to 5 or 6 inches.

Its gonna overperform. In fact, it already is.

Congrats on 2-4 inches snow, and 45-55 mph NW winds to go along with it!

Taos is getting some snow, how about 3 inches in the past 6 hours? https://live2.brownrice.com/embed/tsvconstruction