Whenever Florida gets any kind of big storm, my friends and family, gotta love them, will ask "You ok?". This time there were three tropical storms in the North Atlantic. I decided to pay close attention and write things down, in my typical rambling fashion with too much detail.
The early bird might get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
Sunday Morning. It is about an hour before sunrise. I'm sitting in a dark house drinking some "jet-fuel" coffee, Home Roasted Ethiopian Yirgacheffe medium roast if you are curious. Rack, my faithful sidekick McNab SuperDog is at my right elbow smiling and panting for some reason.
I check Radar trying to decide whether to Inline Skate or Cycle today. The Pompano Air Park is sitting under a "Dark Green Blob" which means it is currently raining enough that there will be ponding on the trails. Ok, Cycling it is.
There is a Tropical Storm trying to form into a hurricane. It won't be "Our Storm" and we will be safe. Or so I hope at this point.
There is a significant breeze coming in off the ocean. This is South Florida after all, this is what the weather is like. You are a bowling pin and a kid is down the alley tossing a too big bowling ball at you and it may or may not hit you and knock you over.
You get up, check radar. Temps are basically like yesterday. If you liked yesterday, you will like today. Or tomorrow.
I am an endurance athlete. I have to plan for a solid 5 or 6 hours of weather. I don't have that today. I'll let you know if I end up getting that water stop at the Jeep or will I have my mid workout "dousing" provided by Mother Nature.
Rack is up, getting curious. I guess it is time to get up and motivate.
It's Sunday which means amateur day in any athletic pursuit. The "Civilians" are out clogging gyms, trails, and other active places. The rain did arrive, all of 5 drops, and the winds are up here but not appreciably so. Good day for a little wind surfing.
This business of having two hurricanes within a certain distance has the Fujiwhara effect. (Spelling courtesy of the link, sorry if I botched it) The smaller of the two gets drawn into the larger. It means that the smaller one that was heading for us here in Florida got stripped of a lot of its energy. It also means that the prevailing winds here got turned around and we had a cool morning. Storm isn't coming here, but the morning was cool and dry. I guess that's from the North.
I went out into the yard. Started messing with the irrigation. During the 1970s a lot of these houses were built with this flimsy plastic tubing for pipes. My house missed that but the prior owner used some of that stuff for irrigation. I have been in the house for 20 years. So instead of spending my morning enjoying the somewhat unseasonably cool 76F morning, I got started chasing after irrigation leaks. You have irrigation, you will have leaks. Especially if you used substandard pipes plumbing the yard.
It started a task that lasted all day. I suppose it would be better off if I did not admit to people that we know how to work on sprinklers, it's a big business here in Florida. It's also an annoying one to work on. The glue takes 12 plus hours to set, closer to 24 hours, and it means everything has to be screw fit together or else.
Tuesday, Both storms, Humberto and Imelda, have moved somewhat North of where I sit. That cool air that they pulled down from the North is still here, but the winds have shifted. So as I prepare to go to the park to go do circles around the giant gas bag, it will get warmer. While yesterday had a low that was lower than normal for us at 75, like it is now at 5 AM, the high today will go up to higher than normal for us at 90.
I go for that workout because, despite the winds gusting over 25, it's dry. Today will be a day for placing myself with the wind at my back for the longest leg of the workout and enjoy a rest at too fast a speed.
It was gusty but not obscenely so. One of those days where the gusts would slow you down to almost a runner's pace, and then when you return, you find yourself going at the traffic's pace on the main road next to you with little effort.
It's one of those days that slow you down overall but doesn't matter because you aren't being a lump on the couch. But, definitely on a bike. All the inline skaters were missing on the trail.
For us, this is not a big deal. I have lived here for 20 years and you get to the point where you can read the radar for the weather, and you end up second guessing the Weather Guys on the TV.
Why not, I have been doing that since I was a child. I'm getting good at this. But if you are North of me, keep an eye out and hone your weather forecasting skills. You never know if it will save your hide some day.
It is Wednesday. I usually release this stuff on Wednesday morning. It's not our storm, nor did we expect it to be. The storms are off the Outer Bank of NC and are making trouble for Bermuda. I expect this to pretty much end the hurricane season, at least for a while.
These storms have "Spun Fish" for enough time to pull colder water up from the depths and cool the ocean surface down. That's the engine for the creation of the storms after all, warm surface water at 86F/30C.
Our own forecasts in South Florida are dropping from the upper 80s to the mid 80s for the rest of the week.
Enjoy your weather, I certainly will be!
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