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Or North Carolina. Back in the mid 1980s, I was delivering a truckload of GE transformers to a freshly paved lot near Phoenix. The local radio station was reporting the temperature as 117°F. I was surpised that it was bearable.
Desert life is certainly different. Some folks can adjust to it, others can't. Simple things like shade or mild breeze make a lot of difference.
 
Desert life is certainly different. Some folks can adjust to it, others can't. Simple things like shade or mild breeze make a lot of difference.
I was out in commiefornia for 4 yrs , working outside as a new construction plumber , it hit 118 three times , and well over 100 many times , 118 felt like about 90`s and hi humidity here, one could get sunburned faster , bit the humidity here is more uncomfortable ...
 
I was out in commiefornia for 4 yrs , working outside as a new construction plumber , it hit 118 three times , and well over 100 many times , 118 felt like about 90`s and hi humidity here, one could get sunburned faster , bit the humidity here is more uncomfortable ...
I was raised in the Mojave. Folks decided we were moving to the beach, San Diego County so dad be closer to work for a while. I got a kick out of the locals. At 75° they were ready to melt :lol: At 65° they were putting on the parkas :lol:
 
Desert life is certainly different. Some folks can adjust to it, others can't. Simple things like shade or mild breeze make a lot of difference.
When I was driving coast to coast, driving across the desert was one of my favorite parts of the trip. At night, I could see the small desert town airport beacons for 30 miles before I got to that town and could see the beacon in my mirror for the next 30 miles.
 
Or North Carolina. Back in the mid 1980s, I was delivering a truckload of GE transformers to a freshly paved lot near Phoenix. The local radio station was reporting the temperature as 117°F. I was surpised that it was bearable.
Summer of 2022 I was traveling through Las Vegas and the temperature was 118*f. It was hot, no question, but it really didn't seem as bad as I expected.
 
I was raised in the Mojave. Folks decided we were moving to the beach, San Diego County so dad be closer to work for a while. I got a kick out of the locals. At 75° they were ready to melt :lol: At 65° they were putting on the parkas :lol:
Went swimming at South Padre Island in the Gulf of Mexico on New Years day once. Temperature was mid 70's, locals were wearing coats and long pants.
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When I was driving coast to coast, driving across the desert was one of my favorite parts of the trip. At night, I could see the small desert town airport beacons for 30 miles before I got to that town and could see the beacon in my mirror for the next 30 miles.
Ah have you ever been to western Manitoba and Saskatchewan you can see Regina from the Manitoba border
 
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Or North Carolina. Back in the mid 1980s, I was delivering a truckload of GE transformers to a freshly paved lot near Phoenix. The local radio station was reporting the temperature as 117°F. I was surpised that it was bearable.
Mhh, I've been to one of the Carolinas, but I can't remember which one

It was cool as all get up though, lil place called Hilton head island (no, I did not see Paris there, and , well, never mind)

If I recall correctly we flew into a 2 strip airport and there were no terminals

The whole place had an island vibe to it, like being on Hawaii but without having to pay 8 bucks for a gallon of milk

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Desert life is certainly different. Some folks can adjust to it, others can't. Simple things like shade or mild breeze make a lot of difference.

I love the look of it when passing through it but to live in it? No, thanks. It is just too barren and desolate for me.

I was out in commiefornia for 4 yrs , working outside as a new construction plumber , it hit 118 three times , and well over 100 many times , 118 felt like about 90`s and hi humidity here, one could get sunburned faster , bit the humidity here is more uncomfortable ...

I worked as a Carpenter/framer for 36 years, the overwhelming majority was out in the sun. I worked in temperatures between 20 degrees and 105. We usually stopped work when it rained heavy or got much over 100 degrees but otherwise, we were in the sun all the time.
I loved it. I still love it, I just grew tired of having to drive 80-120 miles each way to jobsites that were always 2 hours away from home.
I started using sunscreen after about 10-12 years in, then later the hard hats were mandated so we had those to provide shade for our faces. I don't look as old as others did of the same age, I guess genetics helped me out there.
 
Mhh, I've been to one of the Carolinas, but I can't remember which one

It was cool as all get up though, lil place called Hilton head island (no, I did not see Paris there, and , well, never mind)

If I recall correctly we flew into a 2 strip airport and there were no terminals

The whole place had an island vibe to it, like being on Hawaii but without having to pay 8 bucks for a gallon of milk

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Hilton Head is South Carolina. Just above Savannah, GA. Probably 4½ hours from me. It's a high dollar area now.
 
Ah have you ever been to western Manitoba and Saskatchewan you can see Regina from the Manitoba border
Back in the early 80s, I drove in at Vancouver and across to Calgary, then back down to Montana, to Winnepeg once, and in at Toronto across to Montreal and then back south. Getting in with a load of pianos was a pain because of port of entry brokers, but leaving empty was no problem. The Canadian side would ask what I was hauling. I was empty. They motioned me to go ahead and then the US side would be unattended. Straight on through.
 
Hilton Head is South Carolina. Just above Savannah, GA. Probably 4½ hours from me. It's a high dollar area now.
sounds about right
we never did a honeymoon (we were both sick and tired of traveling and were just fine being locked in our bedroom together) so we kinda sorta went there as a honeymoon, it was out first trip without the kids
 
pack it enough and its no longer snow, it becomes ice
but even packed ice i find generally less abrasive than sand
That’s why me sled has carbide ski runners and carbide picks in the track. Lets me start,stop and corner. Hitting the fluffy at 40 or 50 mph not to bad but a groomed trail you pretty much bounce just like asphalt
 
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