"Keep moving your eyes or they might freeze." ~Mom (Said while experiencing such cold winters in Anchorage.)
As we drove home from Wasilla last night we watched the temperatures plunge by twos. -19, -20, -22, -24, -26. It dropped all the way down to -28 before it went back up to -26 at the house. This morning it was -30. Brrrrrr!
I don't remember winters as cold in Old Harbor. I do remember one morning before school started we all ran to the Lagoon because there was ice there! That was ocean water too, I believe it has to be very cold for salt water to freeze.
We used to ice skate from home to the skating rink when the conditions were just right. Ice all over the place.
Whenever ice-skating comes up my younger sister Kotya tells the story about when we were skating, she stumbled over some pebbles in the ice, fell, and sprained her ankle.
According to her story, when she began to cry out loud I was more concerned about the boys hearing her and I told her she should cry quieter.
Okay, so a blemish in my past. I admit I have always been very stoic and self-conscious, and even self-conscious for my sisters too and all in the name of pride. sigh
Anyway, back to the story.
I managed to get a sled, bring it back and then we got her sitting on it. I tried very unsuccessfully to pull her. With ice-skates on and I was not doing very good. I had to ask her to help me by pushing with her good foot.
We made it home with much effort from both of us. Ever since then she has Weather-Change Forecasts broadcasting loud and clear from that ankle. My poor sister.
Going to make tacos tonight. Off to the store for some extra cheese...