The weather shifted dramatically yesterday. Temps dropped over forty degrees in less than four hours. An easterly fog blew in, not quite the direction I was expecting. It began by simply wafting over the ridge behind me.
It soon took over Brophy and Spangle and headed towards Merlo.
The winds shifted and put me in the direct path.
With weird blizzard like conditions all night long, constant winds on this mountain top, it didn’t so much snow as it did end up in an amazing array of drifts.
Only two degrees upon waking, there is much to do and the snow is still falling, albeit gently and straight down, for a bit of normalcy.
Here are the current weather stats from my neighbor at the junction of Merlo and Schierl (two miles due west, about 350 ft less elevation).
