It has been cold in Northeastern Pennsylvania. For us at least, it is very cold. With high temperatures in the single digits and lows well below zero, this is a stretch of weather quite the opposite of the warm January’s we had over the last 2 years.
Up on the Pocono Plateau, we have a few inches of light powdery snow, sadly inadequate for cross-country skiing. Still, in all it’s pretty, and with the cold temperatures, the ice formations in our creeks and streams get rather interesting and complex. With a snow cover, the scenery is interesting again, and at this depth, it is no impediment to hiking and exploring.
With this frigid weather has come wind, which makes outdoor activities more challenging. Anticipating a trip coming up to the even colder Adirondacks, I’m spending time out in the elements to acclimate myself to cold weather sports. As I get older, this gets more and more difficult.
The forests change in the bitter cold. A walk in the woods during single-digit temperatures is a quiet one; with little evidence of the chickadees, nuthatches, blue jays, and squirrels one encounters in more normal temperatures. The squirrels I understand, are probably holed up in their leafy nests, but the location and condition of the birds is more mysterious. Due to they find shelter? Are they in torpor?
This cold has real consequences for people. My neighbors live in an even larger Victorian summer home that I do, albeit one that is not as obsessively sealed and insulated as my own. On such cold days, even with the use of auxiliary coal and wood stoves, they struggle to keep the house in the low 60s.
Even though we live in a natural gas producing region, I’m told that with such high demand, the gas suppliers are forced to ration supplies, diverting them from businesses, to homeowners. This can obviously be quite disruptive. It’s slightly embarrassing to me, that in these times the schools actually stay closed on the coldest days for fear of exposing the little darlings to the winter’s chill. Whatever happened to “bundling up”?
A friend of mine who runs a heating oil distributor once told me that surprisingly, he actually hates bitter cold times because people who live on the edge financially, run out of money to buy heating oil. This leaves him with a difficult choice: to either extend credit or refuse a delivery. More often he chooses the former than the latter putting him at financial risk. These conditions also challenge his service people, who work long hours, doing emergency repairs on poorly maintained heating systems.
Still, in all, this will pass. Our normal winters have highs in the 30s and lows in the teens, a temperature. regimen to which we are all more accustomed. People will still grumble, complain, and pine for spring, while we skiers wait for the Northeaster’s of the later winter to kick start our outdoor winter sports.
Soon the snows will come.