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Dave McLaughlin
Guest
Took a short stroll today along the Cleveland way from Lord Stones cafe.
Lots of powder snow falling and spindrift blowing everywhere, howling
gale and temperature falling from around freezing at the start to about
-3C later in the afternoon. I just happened to have my anemometer in
the rucksack - turned out that the wind was blowing about 35mph, and the
windchill was down to -18C, and that was just at the start!! Went over
Cringle moor without any difficulty, but as I was going up the aptly
named Cold Moor, the wind increased to around 45mph and started blowing
me off the path.
I didn't measure the windchill at this point as it was just too cold to
even think of taking my gloves off . I ducked off the path just short
of the top and took shelter in an old building. The walk between the
path and the building took me face first into the wind, and it felt like
my lips, nose, and cheeks were being scraped off with a cheese grater!
Once out the wind I had a quick bite of lunch. My water bottle had
started to freeze, and the few drops of hot oxo that got spilt onto the
rucksack froze solid very quickly so decided to call it a day. I did
the last few feet to the top and then turned back. I took another
windchill reading at foot of Cold Moor and it was now down to -20C!!
Strange to think that this atrocious weather was only 10 miles as the
crow flies from Middlesbrough town centre!!
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Dave McLaughlin
**** Sapiens Non Urinat In Ventum
Lots of powder snow falling and spindrift blowing everywhere, howling
gale and temperature falling from around freezing at the start to about
-3C later in the afternoon. I just happened to have my anemometer in
the rucksack - turned out that the wind was blowing about 35mph, and the
windchill was down to -18C, and that was just at the start!! Went over
Cringle moor without any difficulty, but as I was going up the aptly
named Cold Moor, the wind increased to around 45mph and started blowing
me off the path.
I didn't measure the windchill at this point as it was just too cold to
even think of taking my gloves off . I ducked off the path just short
of the top and took shelter in an old building. The walk between the
path and the building took me face first into the wind, and it felt like
my lips, nose, and cheeks were being scraped off with a cheese grater!
Once out the wind I had a quick bite of lunch. My water bottle had
started to freeze, and the few drops of hot oxo that got spilt onto the
rucksack froze solid very quickly so decided to call it a day. I did
the last few feet to the top and then turned back. I took another
windchill reading at foot of Cold Moor and it was now down to -20C!!
Strange to think that this atrocious weather was only 10 miles as the
crow flies from Middlesbrough town centre!!
--
Dave McLaughlin
**** Sapiens Non Urinat In Ventum