Winter in Vegas
For those of you who think of Las Vegas as fun in the sun, let’s talk winter. Las Vegas is surrounded by mountains. This morning all of those mountains were dressed in a bright, fresh coat of white. They were yesterday, too. When I went out to get in the car, I had to clean snow from my windshield.
In the summer, when the temperature hits the hundred and teens, nary a wind blows. In the winter when the mountains are dressed in ice, the wind sweeps over them and down into the valley like a sharp-edged knife.
Come to Vegas in the Winter time. Glance out the window. The sun will be shining brightly. It will look like a glorious day, but step outside and that 30* wind will cut a path right through you.
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But it’s a dry cold, right? And where’s the minus sign on that number! You want cold. Up here we do ice sculptures. But you have to be careful you’re carving the ice and not the sculptor.
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Of course, this winter we’ve hardly had any of that yet. PC Dude’s thinking we’re back in California. Don’t wake him up, yet, he’s surly when he wakes up and finds out he’s still in Maine.
OC– Dry? You call rain and snow DRY? Well, I suppose compared to being full of sea brine, it is dry.
And I know all about minus signs. I lived in Northern Montana where we all shed our coats when the weather went UP to 40*. This wind is still cold, and to have snow is outrageous!
Oh, btw, OC — I’ve been by your blog this morning. Both the Dudes are awake, and in usual form.
I guess the snow is just perfect for the mayor; besides having a cold heart.
Ohhhh, brrrrrr! After aclimating to the warm weather there – that cold is too too much. Bundle up, and hopefully, it’ll warm up soon.
Brian — Vegas is a big city, but it is still run by folks with a “small town, western frontier” mentality.
Jackie — I am wearing my house, so for the moment am quite warm. I just looked outside and my car appears to be decorated for Chritmas — it is all crystal ice sequins on gold.
Um, well, we have been having floods. Massive floods. Floods anyone?
Jenn, I read about your trip to the bank — sans the deposit check. You must like swimming.
Desert flowers, Quilly. Look forward to them …
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OC — ?!
I get enough winter weather in Jersey.
Ohio is traditionally a cold winter state, this year its felt more like Easter than Christmas. I can’t live anywhere with fierce winds, thats the only thing that brings on migraines for me.
Silver — I used my driver’s license to scape frost off my windshiled this morning. In 10 years I’ve only had to do that one other winter.
Kat — the winds bother my allergies and that gives me an occasional headache, but — thank God — I haven’t had a true migraine in years. I’d like to leave it that way, I had more than my fair share as a teen.
I remember helping deliver a baby lamb one night when the chill factor was 60 below- yes below. That’s the coldest night I have ever known.
Frost and cold beat snow and cold any time. I can handle the cold but the snow and ice scare me.
Cindy — I experienced that in Montana. I am aware that I am really not cold.
Dr. John — yeah, that slipping and sliding gets to me, too.
Sounds a lot like Wisconsin but without the mountains.
Lori — I only know Wisconson in the fall. It was yellow and orange lovely.
Quill
Our temperatures in Calgary are warmer than Vegas now. We were above freezing yesterday, it felt like a Spring day.
If you want I can mail you a scraper for the frost on your windshield, it will save your license
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Bill, thanks. I’ll use the plastic pancake spatula.
That’d be a pretty good moneymaker, Quilly… Maybe those of is in colder climates should all send you a bunch of ice scrapers. They’re probably not easy to find in Vegas – maybe we could make some money! lol
I HATE snow and I HATE winter. Is 30 degrees your average coldest temp???
We get in the teens here in the mountains in PA. YUCK!
Bring on summer!
Rob — if you think I’m going to stand on a street cornwer selling them, you’d best think again!
Dabich — I am not overly fond of being cold myself. Around 30* is our average low, yes, and — as has been pointed out to me by a couple of folks who claim to love me — I’m whining and I’m not really “hurt”. But trust me, when you’re used to hundred-and-teens, 30* is plenty cold.
What a place. Phew!
Charlie — two season — hot and cold.
I was there this past July. The dashboard thermometer hit 118. One hundred and eighteen degrees. That’s just plain awe-inspiring.
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