Last Sunday, I drove my two older sons from the “flat lands” up to summer camp in the North Carolina mountains.
Previous summers, I remember appreciating the noticeable difference in temperature between Charlotte and Tuxedo, NC. Last Sunday, summer ripped away that relief
As the car’s thermometer shows, the flat lands were scalding. The 102 was baseline; heat index was 109. A general rule of gaining altitude: temps drop roughly 1o degrees for every 1,000-foot rise in elevation. Not this day. It was in the high 90’s at camp, and getting our sons settled into their cabins soaked my clothes in no time.
The problem: the “heat dome” that settled over much of the country.
The solution? A change in latitude. My wife and I took flight for the arctic climes of Maine.
The lesson: When you can’t stop your thinking, run away and end your problems. It works.
Dude… did you take a picture of your dashboard, while driving at 80 mph ? If so, you obviously stopped thinking. :-0
Funny, Karen… No, I photoshopped that in — was really tooling along at 40 in a 65, fearful as I am of a ticket. Sure ticked off a lot of drivers, though. Sheesh.