Blown to Kansas
“The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind.”
15 May 2025 Greenbelt Plateau Fear not, o Reader, for our Intrepid Explorers do still exist and have been hiking hither and yon, up and down hills, braving wind and rain as usual, and sunlight too.
The adventure today was supposed to be yesterday; it is, after all, Thursday. Well yesterday S and D headed over to the Greenbelt Plateau parking lot, glanced up at the virga hanging only a few hundred feet above, and decided to postpone until Thursday.
Well wouldn’t you know but Thursday had its own ideas, and nearly blew our fearless adventurers to Kansas, along with various songbirds, dandelion seeds, hiking hats, and memories of the cozy warm days of springtime.
Thursday’s wind chill was 37ºF.
Our intrepid explorers bundled up and marched down the trail, hanging on to their hats and to any anchors they could find along the way. Meanwhile, songbirds attempting to fly west were swept east. (Some birds tried flying east and vanished over the horizon.) Grass and trees bent eastward. Puddled water whipped into spray. The nearby windmills of NREL spun like they’d just been released into the sky.
Nevertheless, everyone persevered and returned to live another day. All in all, another successful BMO.
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