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2011-04-26 21:18:39.000 – Mike Carmon, Staff Meteorologist
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I’m checking back in after 24 hours, to continue my narrative from yesterday.With over a half of an inch of rain falling, and a foreboding radar to our west, the water flow into our tower has intensified.
Not only that, but we are compelled to keep one of our tower doors slightly cracked in order to allow the hose from the sump pump to release its contents safely outdoors. Because of the copious amount of moisture hanging in the air outside, our tower has become a foggy mess. Sure, it’s been known to be quite moist and drafty this time of year due to all of the melting. However, it is quite humorous to have the ability to report a limited horizontal visibility walking up the tower steps, and also report a limited vertical visibility while traversing the ladders. Perhaps this is a new data set we can consider for the future.
It is hard to believe that tomorrow will be my last day on the summit for the month of April. When I return in a week, May will be in full swing, with the opening of the Cog Railway and Auto Road rapidly approaching. Summer is always a season of change, but it appears this one bearing down on us will be particularly distinctive. It’s almost time to push aside the crampons and snow pants, and dig out the summer boots and shorts! But before this can happen, we must endure the annual flood that is currently in full swing amidst our tower. Lucky for us, as of tomorrow, it’s the other shift’s problem!
Mike Carmon, Staff Meteorologist
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