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It’s been hot. But I can’t complain

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dog cools off in mountain lake

Cool lake for a hot dog. Up in the Tobacco Root mountains.

Here’s the NOAA saying July 2012 is the hottest month on record. I haven’t been keeping independent records during my odyssey through the West, but that sounds about right. From the day I left Florida on June 22, I’ve never stopped anyplace where people weren’t complaining about the heat. That continues right up through today, at my Mom’s place here in Sheridan, Mont. It’s pushing into the 90s today, which is pretty warm for a place about a mile above sea level.

In fact, the only place it hasn’t been a lot hotter than normal is Florida. I check the weather there every day and have been disappointed to learn that Jacksonville is usually cooler there than anyplace else I happen to be. Given that one big reason for this trip was to escape the oppressive heat of a Florida summer, I feel I have once again engineered a feat of exquisite bad timing. Watch: When I drive back there in a couple of weeks, things will suddenly return to normal — 105 degrees and 99 percent humidity in the Sunshine State, pleasant days and cool mornings that hint of autumn every place else.

Oh well. It’s been a wonderful summer, unusual heat notwithstanding. I have temporarily run out of Mystery Photos, which I will rectify soon. I have also temporarily run out of blog topics, which is why I’m talking about the weather. The contest continues, and so does the blog. But as you see I am again taking some time to regroup. And my sojourns up at the family cabin, beyond the reach of the internet, have tended to complicate the update schedule.

I know: Excuses, excuses. But I’m hoping any regular readers will stick around.

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Comments

  3. Well, Dave, I’ve felt like complaining a lot. It is 400 feet above sea level here, we’ve had nearly forty days in the hundreds this year, and the humidity is usually very high.

    But then I remind myself we’re retired, the air conditioner is still running, there’s plenty of cold drinks, and we aren’t expected to reach last year’s record of 115 degrees.

    Hope it’s still mild in FL when you get home.

  4. The weather is always an acceptable topic. The Mrs. and I moved to a cooler area (but still in L.A.) last year. It’s amazing how much difference in temperature a few miles makes, and also how much nicer it feels when it’s 85 instead of 105.