There comes a time in every Wisconsin winter when an extended period of gray renders you not only unable to remember where you put your sunglasses but also to recall when you last needed them at all. Warm, golden sunlight becomes a distant memory and a magical aspiration, viewable only through the window of one’s cellphone while browsing social media feeds. It’s a dismal, dreary time. But on a positive note, the mosquitoes aren’t so bad.
This winter, we received about a foot of snow in one shot, followed by a week of subzero temperatures and high winds. That was about a week and a half of nonflyable weather for those of us still building our tailwheel skills. When the winds finally subsided they were replaced with temperatures in the upper 30s…which resulted in 200-foot ceilings and thick fog. We’re going on week two of these conditions, and it’s now been a full month since I’ve been able to fly at all.
