Night Terrors

The herd had moved back into the low rolling hills surrounding the shallow water hole keeping just below the ridgeline and bunching up with the foals inside the outer ring for safety. They didn’t have many enemies but once in awhile a grey wolf down out of the McCullough Peaks range just to the North would take a run at a new foal so they were constantly on the alert. The wolves were over from the Yellowstone area to the West and although the pickings were good there once in a while an outcast or a young male looking for a mate would find his way over and young horse flesh was a real treat if he could manage it.

The herd stallions and there were three with this bunch were nervous, constantly checking the sky and smelling the air. Their ears forward, nostrils flared, seeking any sign of danger, constantly shifting and circling the mares who were bunched as tight as they could be, keeping them as centered as they could in case they had to be moved suddenly.

The skies had that leaden gray look, the clouds filled to the brim with water and pent up energy. Dry lightning had been flashing off in the distance and that made the herd nervous and skittish. Prairie fires racing along ahead of the wind had caught an unwary horse or colt before and the mares were concerned for the new foals who didn’t have the stamina to keep up if they had to run.

The storm had held off throughout the afternoon but suddenly broke with a furious violence right after darkness had set in. A lightning strike in the center of the herd was all it took for the herd to ignite into movement and scatter to the four corners, mares racing off into the darkness in all directions with their foals in tow, the stallions frantically trying to keep the group together, but it was a lost cause for the moment. Total fear and self preservation taking over all thoughts of herd discipline were gone. In its place was only the thought of getting away from the nearest dangers, a reaction to the night terrors that were a constant part of their lives on the open plains.

Stored Away Storms

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Today is kind of a rainy, snowy, a little hail-y, wet sort of day here at The Institute. There’s a reason for that. Mostly because it’s still sort of wintry, or on the tail end of it anyways, and the second is because we need to use up our stored away storms or lose them. That’s right The Institute has a program where we store up moisture-laden storms for future use.

Many of you long-time readers know that The Institute is renowned for its weather modification program. Virtually since the beginning days of The Institute in the far distant past, we have been active in controlling weather. At the beginning it was a modest program. If it was raining we’d just go back into the house so we wouldn’t get wet, or we’d squat down behind the half-track when the wind was blowing so we didn’t wind up in Kansas somewhere. Gentle but successful modifications. Some say it was more of a reaction to the weather rather than a bona fide modification but you have to start somewhere. As time passed our programs got more sophisticated. We built machinery that could modify the weather around The Institute’s campus, then farther and farther away as we could afford more D-cells to power the energy hungry weather modification machine. We’d make it rain in the summer when the asparagus was wilting, or have a little snow storm in June just to make the tourists freak out. Now we can make California go crazy if we want with rain storms, Tsunamis etc., and we’re right on the edge of being able to scare the hell out of Hawaii.

Naturally we use this power for good.

We have developed a program over the last few years on the storing of moisture for future use. We went through a period of drought here at The Institute. Years of nothing but hot sunny days and no rain. There were a lot of problems. The trees would sweat, Chickens quit laying, we had to shift our entire inventory of 10w-30 motor oil to 10w-90 so the oil in our vehicles wouldn’t wimp out and seize up from overheating, our interns were forced to wear skimpy clothing when they wore any at all. Social upheaval ran rampant. Times were desperate. Something had to be done.

 We began a program with a Federal government, ours, and various water boards and other institutions around the state where we would capture and store individual storms before they had a chance to run out over the countryside and discharge all their moisture in the form of rain or snow, or in some cases dangerous clumps of ice that could cause injury and property damage if they fell onto anything unsuspecting. After lots of trial and error our meteorologists and mechanical engineers here at The Institute discovered a practical way to store these storms so they could be brought out later and used when needed. They developed a proprietary algorithm that can compress any storm to 45% of its original volume while maintaining all of its energy. This was a pretty cool feat to accomplish on the wages we pay.

Due to a delay with the patent office over whether it is morally or ethically proper to take over this much control of a natural phenomenon for our own personal gain, that being the weather, (we of course maintain the position that “Hey! We thought of it. You guys didn’t so we should be able to make a buck here.”) and since they haven’t given us a decision yet, we can’t tell you how our storage process works. Sorry. We have to keep it secret. What if somebody bad stole it for their own nefarious uses, like North Korea, or some company Trump owns. Then where would we be?

One of the small little issues to be worked out with our program is the cost of maintaining the storage situation for all these storms. The storage units we use (the U-Lock It, You Better Pay On Time Storage Center) wants us to pay a month in advance, every month whether we have storms stored there or not, and renting an entire section of storage units is very costly, and because sometimes the autopay from The Institute’s checking account doesn’t clear in time, they’ve threatened to lock us out and just dump the storms out on the sidewalk so to speak. Well that would be, like, catastrophic. So we can only store so many storms before we have to release some back into the weather whether we want to or not. They have an expiration date.

So due to a critical underfunding problem we can only rent so many storage units and purchase all of the batteries for all the storm compactors we need, and then we run out of space and we have to release our storms approximately a year after we put them in storage. You can only jam so many storms in one of the those lockers before things get tight. Note: We inadvertently let a portion of our secret proprietary storage method leak out here. Please disregard it and do not tell your friends and/or neighbors what you read here today. Thank you, The Director. P.S. It could screw us up big time in our patent application if somebody figured out our system and beat us to the punch. Thanks. T.D.

That’s what’s happening today. The small storm you see in the image above was captured up in Rocky Mountain National Park in the early fall of 2014 and had already gone past it’s “use by” date so it had to be dumped today. We get a lot of flack from the uninformed public over our dump days. Complaints like “Yesterday was in the low 60’s you yahoos, and today you dump a storm with rain, hail and 40° temps? What the hell were you thinking?, and it’s Monday too.” They don’t understand it is “use it or lose it”.  Hopefully if we get bigger and more important we will be large enough to just ignore the ignorant and do whatever we want, kind of like the government does. That’ll be a Day to remember. Anyway that’s why we got a wet and cold one today folks, just remember “We need the moisture”.

Respite

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Every storm has an end and it looks like we’ve finally caught a break. The torrential rain and flooding with all its damage seems to be subsiding. I just heard from a friend living in a small town near Estes Park that they’ve measured over 14″ of rain since the storm began. That is a lot of rain by anyone’s standards. To put that into perspective the annual average rainfall for Colorado is 15″ per year, they’ve gotten that in less than a week. They’re completely cut off from the outside world because every single road leading in and out of their town is washed out. They’ll probably have to wait for air drops to get resupplied.

Constancy, tenacity, determination all come into play to be successful in a really tough business. These characteristics are carried over into the everyday world and give you the strength to keep fighting when all seems lost. Perhaps the worst is over for now and things can struggle back to normal. I hope so, everyone around here has certainly paid their dues. The image above is from a Yellowstone trip and is the final stage of a huge storm that swept through the valley. The sun breaking through the clouds over the Madison river was a welcome sight and showed that there is always an ending to even the worst problems. Something we can all take to heart.

Things That Make You Go ‘Oh Man….’

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I think it is safe to say that there are sunsets and then there are sunsets. This is a sunset. One evening I was behind schedule trying to make it to Jackson before all the motel rooms were gone and I was having a tough time getting over Togwotee Pass because I kept stopping to shoot one thing or another. It was getting late, I was tired and rather than push in I stopped at the Togwotee overlook to drink some tea and have a sandwich.

There was thunder rolling in from the distance and a huge storm front was moving over the Tetons heading south. It was pretty dark and it didn’t look like there would be a photo op because the sun was setting faster then the storm was moving, but never say never in this business. Just as I was packing up the clouds broke and lifted enough that the sun could stream through the break and this is the result. It only lasted moments then the sun was gone and so was this view.

I have been through this area dozens of times since and have never seen another sunset like this. The Tetons themselves are so beautiful that you can’t imagine anything making them better, but every once in a while Mother Nature says “you ain’t seen nothing yet” and does something so spectacular you can’t believe you saw it. Photographers have a saying “Shoot it when you see it, it’s not likely to come around again”.

Spring Storms

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No this post isn’t about exotic dancers despite the title, its about snow and it’s ability to fall in the spring catching you kind of unaware even though you saw the storm forecast on TV, or on your computer, or even by the more reliable method of your neighbor saying “Hey its going to snow tonight.” That’s how I found out about todays storm. I stopped  at the neighbors and Sophie said “Hey it s going to snow tonight.” and sure enough here it is. Six inches, all over the yard, the cars, the steps, (you have to shovel that stuff you know) and more importantly the ground that surrounds our little ranch. We’ve been in a drought here in the northern mountains for a long, long time and it has been way too dry, the kind of dry where you don’t even want to get in a fight with your spouse because the heat might set the woods on fire, kind of dry. Lest you think I’m whining about shoveling snow, well maybe a little, think again, because I’m not. In the immortal words of one of our ex-presidents I repeat his phrase “Bring it on!” as I head out the door hoping the shovel handle is sticking out of the snow so I can get at those steps. The buffalo are a lot like me, shaggy, big, hairy and they are also like that Honey Badger of YouTube fame, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nggAj0cxLro (warning off-color language) they just don’t care. They don’t care about snow, about you standing in their way, about whether the calendar says spring or not, they just put their heads down and plow through it. Just like I’m going to do, just as soon as I find that shovel.

We Interrupt our Regular…….

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As you are no doubt aware from all the recent attention by the Nation’s press, the World Headquarters of our Media Empire is located in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains. The Royal viewing room, um, I meant the office, looks East where every morning the sun comes up and starts our day. Things may be different where you live but that’s how it works here. Yesterday it snowed for the entire day and although it didn’t accumulate all that much it did cover our grounds completely. The Staff in their usual surly manner began the task of sweeping the snow off our dirt driveway. As you might imagine there was much good-natured grumbling but they knew it was a necessary task that they needed to complete if they wanted to eat. But that’s not the real story, the real story concerns the incredible cloud cover that sometimes happens after one of our storms. A meteorologist could tell you the scientific name for clouds like this but unfortunately, due to budget restraints and sequestration we had to let ours go. Looking out over the surrounding area you see a sea of clouds under which are entire towns, lots of cows, some people riding bikes, the transmitting towers of the world’s atomic clock, (seriously every time your computer updates it time, the signal came from a little pulse sent from the towers near the World Headquarters of our Media Empire) and etc. Under there it is still dark and cold, they won’t see the sun for another hour or so until the cloud cover is burned off by the thermonuclear reaction above. But meanwhile above all that there is an absolute riot of shifting shapes, entire mountain ranges build up and are dissolved in moments, seas form and huge waves are cast forth that never reach a shore, and once in a while when we’ve been particularly good, a rainbow begins to form, like the one to the right of the sunburst. This isn’t RainbowNomics as such (see previous post)  because we didn’t order this one, it is simply a gift from the universe. It is faint to be sure, but it is there and we are thankful. Normally we do not interrupt our regular posting, but we wanted to share this special event with you, why?, well, because we love you of course.