Crying Wolf

 

 

Earlier this week, I went with my boss and our project team to Portland, Oregon for a short trip to visit one of our business partners.  Occasionally, when taking a larger group, we get to fly on our corporate jet.  No lines, connections or TSA; we can hit the west coast in a little over 3 hours.  With the time change, we left Nebraska at 6:00 AM  and started our meeting in Portland at 8:30 AM.  It’s the only way to fly. 

 

 

Our plane is a Falcon 50.  It seats 9 passengers; 10 if someone wants to ride in the cockpit with the pilots.  The galley is stocked for breakfast in the morning and lunches or dinner on the way home and yes, it does have a nice bathroom. 

 

 

Flying on a private jet gives me a total “rock star” feeling even though my job is far from rock star status.  It’s a great way to travel and makes me really hate commercial travel which is the way we go most often.

 

 

For the last week, the media has been all excited about a snow storm moving into our state.  There have been graphics on the news for days showing up to two feet of snow expected and our city as right in the bulls-eye of what looked like the storm of the season.  So much so that our corporate office was suggesting travelers return home early so they do not get stranded at other locations.   We left a few hours early but it was easy for us.  Others having to change commercial flights, not so much.  Lines were forming at the grocery stores; school was called off the next day, long before a snow flake fell from the sky.

 

 

We had a light dusting of snow the evening I got home but they kept pushing back the major blast.  I put blankets on the herd the next morning.  They were so frisky.  But still, not much was coming down.  We waited and waited and waited.    

 

 

Jim Cantore from the Weather Channel arrived in Lincoln to report on this major weather development.   Rumor has it, he rented a car and headed to Kansas City as there wasn’t much action here as what was predicted.  By late afternoon, this is all we had on the ground here at home. 

 

 

As you can see, not much more fell overnight.  By morning, it was all over.  What a disappointment!  To be fair, some areas in Nebraska had maybe up to a foot.  But no where near the moisture that was predicted. 

 

Granted, a few years ago we were crying “enough, already” when we got plummeted with two holiday storms in a row.  But today we would gladly take the inconvenience.  I have heard we need 80 inches of snowfall to even think about getting out of these drought conditions.  I guess we have 76 inches to go. 

 

Truly, I don’t know if the meteorologists can be this wrong or is it all about making the weather a media sensation these days?  

 

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