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Our turn to freeze starting Sunday.
Forecast is for freezing rain/snow temps dropping to 10* at my house on Mon night thru Tues. am. Near 0 up around Memphis. Likely be a lot of cars in ditches. I hope the elec. power doesn't go out.

Yep, them darn northerners done left the blame door open and that crap is slippin down our way.
Sayin 5° Mon. night for us.

RP

It is 22* and a chill of 9* right now 70 miles above Dallas. They are forecasting maybe a foot of snow and ice this weekend. The lows are going to be zero to -4, with chills to -25. BRRRR!! I was a younger man since we had this kind of break out of cold. Al G can keep his Global Warming.

Muddy Waters 67

Yep! same in Mid Tenn. No let up in sight either. I've got some reloads I need to test out, weather keeps me in the house. Looks like
it's gonna be Spring before I get that done.

I think RR let the dogs out. Hes always is in a sharing mood.

Grunt67 wrote: ↑

Fri Feb 12, 2021 5:38 pm

Yep! same in Mid Tenn. No let up in sight either. I've got some reloads I need to test out, weather keeps me in the house. Looks like
it's gonna be Spring before I get that done.

You let mild weather like that keep you in????? Up here we've had a mild winter so far only about 1 foot of snow left on the ground and temps in the teens with WC -0, almost cold enough to get out the heavy coat

Enjoy. It hit 0 today here and whoever thought that would be a treat? Break out the BBQ....

Grunt67 wrote: ↑

Fri Feb 12, 2021 5:38 pm

Yep! same in Mid Tenn. No let up in sight either. I've got some reloads I need to test out, weather keeps me in the house. Looks like
it's gonna be Spring before I get that done.

You're not allowed to cry uncle until it hits -20....

We have the supposedly the biggest ice storm since 1998 coming for a weekend visit. It's going to be a big mess and most likely power will go down.
This morning was using the wife's hair dryer to thaw the ice on the car doors this morning.

The Cremation of Sam McGee
By Robert W. Service

There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.

Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, where the cotton blooms and blows.
Why he left his home in the South to roam 'round the Pole, God only knows.
He was always cold, but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell;
Though he'd often say in his homely way that "he'd sooner live in hell."

On a Christmas Day we were mushing our way over the Dawson trail.
Talk of your cold! through the parka's fold it stabbed like a driven nail.
If our eyes we'd close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn't see;
It wasn't much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee.

And that very night, as we lay packed tight in our robes beneath the snow,
And the dogs were fed, and the stars o'erhead were dancing heel and toe,
He turned to me, and "Cap," says he, "I'll cash in this trip, I guess;
And if I do, I'm asking that you won't refuse my last request."

Well, he seemed so low that I couldn't say no; then he says with a sort of moan:
"It's the cursèd cold, and it's got right hold till I'm chilled clean through to the bone.
Yet 'tain't being dead—it's my awful dread of the icy grave that pains;
So I want you to swear that, foul or fair, you'll cremate my last remains."

A pal's last need is a thing to heed, so I swore I would not fail;
And we started on at the streak of dawn; but God! he looked ghastly pale.
He crouched on the sleigh, and he raved all day of his home in Tennessee;
And before nightfall a corpse was all that was left of Sam McGee.

There wasn't a breath in that land of death, and I hurried, horror-driven,
With a corpse half hid that I couldn't get rid, because of a promise given;
It was lashed to the sleigh, and it seemed to say: "You may tax your brawn and brains,
But you promised true, and it's up to you to cremate those last remains."

Now a promise made is a debt unpaid, and the trail has its own stern code.
In the days to come, though my lips were dumb, in my heart how I cursed that load.
In the long, long night, by the lone firelight, while the huskies, round in a ring,
Howled out their woes to the homeless snows— O God! how I loathed the thing.

And every day that quiet clay seemed to heavy and heavier grow;
And on I went, though the dogs were spent and the grub was getting low;
The trail was bad, and I felt half mad, but I swore I would not give in;
And I'd often sing to the hateful thing, and it hearkened with a grin.

Till I came to the marge of Lake Lebarge, and a derelict there lay;
It was jammed in the ice, but I saw in a trice it was called the "Alice May."
And I looked at it, and I thought a bit, and I looked at my frozen chum;
Then "Here," said I, with a sudden cry, "is my cre-ma-tor-eum."

Some planks I tore from the cabin floor, and I lit the boiler fire;
Some coal I found that was lying around, and I heaped the fuel higher;
The flames just soared, and the furnace roared—such a blaze you seldom see;
And I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, and I stuffed in Sam McGee.

Then I made a hike, for I didn't like to hear him sizzle so;
And the heavens scowled, and the huskies howled, and the wind began to blow.
It was icy cold, but the hot sweat rolled down my cheeks, and I don't know why;
And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak went streaking down the sky.

I do not know how long in the snow I wrestled with grisly fear;
But the stars came out and they danced about ere again I ventured near;
I was sick with dread, but I bravely said: "I'll just take a peep inside.
I guess he's cooked, and it's time I looked"; ... then the door I opened wide.

And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm, in the heart of the furnace roar;
And he wore a smile you could see a mile, and he said: "Please close that door.
It's fine in here, but I greatly fear you'll let in the cold and storm—
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it's the first time I've been warm."

There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.

ol'pole wrote: ↑

Fri Feb 12, 2021 7:36 pm

Grunt67 wrote: ↑

Fri Feb 12, 2021 5:38 pm

Yep! same in Mid Tenn. No let up in sight either. I've got some reloads I need to test out, weather keeps me in the house. Looks like
it's gonna be Spring before I get that done.

You let mild weather like that keep you in????? Up here we've had a mild winter so far only about 1 foot of snow left on the ground and temps in the teens with WC -0, almost cold enough to get out the heavy coat

https://www.kare11.com/article/weather/ ... 7f0e9f847b

RanchRoper wrote: ↑

Fri Feb 12, 2021 7:42 pm

Grunt67 wrote: ↑

Fri Feb 12, 2021 5:38 pm

Yep! same in Mid Tenn. No let up in sight either. I've got some reloads I need to test out, weather keeps me in the house. Looks like
it's gonna be Spring before I get that done.

You're not allowed to cry uncle until it hits -20....

If I cry, it'll be icicles.

ol'pole wrote: ↑

Fri Feb 12, 2021 7:36 pm

Grunt67 wrote: ↑

Fri Feb 12, 2021 5:38 pm

Yep! same in Mid Tenn. No let up in sight either. I've got some reloads I need to test out, weather keeps me in the house. Looks like
it's gonna be Spring before I get that done.

You let mild weather like that keep you in????? Up here we've had a mild winter so far only about 1 foot of snow left on the ground and temps in the teens with WC -0, almost cold enough to get out the heavy coat

Dang right I do. My hide gets thinner every year, seem like. Getting old ain't for the faint hearted.

First Winter we went south my wife asked how far are we going.
I said until someone asks what that cord is hanging out of our grill is for.

You southern guys probably don't know what that means, do you?

I know what it means. Friend uses it in Idaho/Wyoming in the winter. Need it.

cooperhawk wrote: ↑

Fri Feb 12, 2021 11:39 pm

You southern guys probably don't know what that means, do you?

It means you're driving one of them new fangled 'lectric cars, right?

Its the reason his MH wont start right now probably aint plugged in

GunnyGene wrote: ↑

Sat Feb 13, 2021 5:48 am

It means you're driving one of them new fangled 'lectric cars, right?

Really needs a loooonnng extension cord.

-37 this morning! Wow.... might have to put my shorts away and start wearing jeans outside!