Happened in Chicago a few years ago. It sucked a lot and all the efforts couldn’t keep our shitty apartment pipes from freezing. But at least I have a very cute photo of my dog bundled up and ready to go out. So there’s that…
Double digit negatives is where you start to realize that nature can kill you with complete apathy. Just breathing hurts. You must cover your face or risk frostbite in a surprisingly short time frame. The scarf or mask you have wrapped around your head to keep your ears from freezing off directs your breath past your eyes. The moisture in your breath then freezes on your eyelashes and eyebrows. I have had to blindly pull my gloves off to free my eyelashes from the frost that has frozen my eyelids shut.
I once spilled a bucket of water on my leg in double digit negatives. (Hoses are not an option in such weather and animals still need to drink. ) The water froze my pant leg solid within a minute. It was a very uncomfortable waddle back up to the house.
That sounds absolutely miserable. I know someone who used to live in Alaska and they said you could throw a hot cup of coffee into the air and the liquid would freeze before it even hit the ground. That sounds ridiculous to me, but after reading your comment, I’m starting to believe.
In my area, the coldest I’ve experienced is ~5F (-15C) and it’s usually above freezing, so I’m used to running outside to grab the mail or whatever in shorts. Then I went to my sister’s house and it was -13F (-25C) and tried doing the same. So much regret.
Think of the difference between 77°F and 32°F. That’s how much colder -13 is than 32°F. It’s easy to just mentally lump all below freezing Temps into one feeling, but it’s a big scale.
The harsh winters of the Midwest was one of the main reasons I moved to a more temperate area. I really don’t like the cold.
My town gets -10°C occasionally (less now than in the past), but when it does the sky is clear and the wind is still. It’s beautiful weather. Frost covered everything, melting in the sun where the sun touches
It feels fine in shorts and short sleeves in the sun, but cold if a breeze comes up
Fucking OUCH. We hit 6 degrees a few days ago and it felt like the end of all things. I can’t even imagine being in the negative double digits.
Happened in Chicago a few years ago. It sucked a lot and all the efforts couldn’t keep our shitty apartment pipes from freezing. But at least I have a very cute photo of my dog bundled up and ready to go out. So there’s that…
Even last week it was like -24 with wind chill. Absolutely brutal.
That look says “What is this shit, we need to move.”
Ugh please smooch yer dog for me because he is too cute!
Haha! Such an adorable picture!
Double digit negatives is where you start to realize that nature can kill you with complete apathy. Just breathing hurts. You must cover your face or risk frostbite in a surprisingly short time frame. The scarf or mask you have wrapped around your head to keep your ears from freezing off directs your breath past your eyes. The moisture in your breath then freezes on your eyelashes and eyebrows. I have had to blindly pull my gloves off to free my eyelashes from the frost that has frozen my eyelids shut.
I once spilled a bucket of water on my leg in double digit negatives. (Hoses are not an option in such weather and animals still need to drink. ) The water froze my pant leg solid within a minute. It was a very uncomfortable waddle back up to the house.
0/10 would not recommend to a friend.
That sounds absolutely miserable. I know someone who used to live in Alaska and they said you could throw a hot cup of coffee into the air and the liquid would freeze before it even hit the ground. That sounds ridiculous to me, but after reading your comment, I’m starting to believe.
In my area, the coldest I’ve experienced is ~5F (-15C) and it’s usually above freezing, so I’m used to running outside to grab the mail or whatever in shorts. Then I went to my sister’s house and it was -13F (-25C) and tried doing the same. So much regret.
Think of the difference between 77°F and 32°F. That’s how much colder -13 is than 32°F. It’s easy to just mentally lump all below freezing Temps into one feeling, but it’s a big scale.
The harsh winters of the Midwest was one of the main reasons I moved to a more temperate area. I really don’t like the cold.
My town gets -10°C occasionally (less now than in the past), but when it does the sky is clear and the wind is still. It’s beautiful weather. Frost covered everything, melting in the sun where the sun touches
It feels fine in shorts and short sleeves in the sun, but cold if a breeze comes up