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November 7th, 2011
Note: this blog is called "Addison County Outside" or "The Great Outdoors." This week's blog entry is not truly "outside". It's not really "inside" either. Addison County Underground sounds like a nightclub, so I'm settling on "Underside."
Saturday I did something that I have never done. Caving.
“Caving?” you might say, “Don’t you mean ‘spelunking’”?
Today's paper included a Clippings column headlined "Fed action would leave citizens in the dark," prompted by a recent Department of Justice proposal to permit federal agencies to deny a request for information under the Freedom of Information Act by lying about the existence of records.
After widespread opposition from public interest groups and nationwide media scrutiny, the DOJ on Thursday (that's today) rescinded its proposal.
Last weekend, a devastating and record-breaking blizzard slammed much of southern New England with incredible amounts of October snow. Yet the weather in Addison County was significantly less wild - instead of feet of snow, our first snow of the winter consisted of a dusting to a couple of inches on Saturday night.
Senior reporter John Flowers makes a weekly Tuesday radio appearance on Morning News Service, a program on Waterbury-based WDEV, 96.1 FM. He wraps up recent Addison County news for listeners across Vermont.
Disclaimer: This river is not in Addison County. Or Vermont, even. It’s dirty, full of industrial debris, and you have to walk across busy streets to get back to the top. Out of five stars I give it half a star, and if it didn’t have one truly fun rapid it would get even less.
Alex Toth falling down in town
Some things are only good once.
Disclaimer: This description is for a river that is NOT Otter Creek. It's not even in Addison County, or the Champlain Basin, for that matter. It's on the other side of the mountains. However, its source is only about 15 miles from Otter Creek, and no matter how close Woodstock is to Massachusetts, it's still Vermont.
Earlier this fall, my friends got together and placed friendly bets on when the first measurable snow would fall in East Middlebury. My bet was for October 28th, so I was excited earlier this week to read forecasts of accumulating snow on Thursday night. Then, yesterday morning, the snow was all but removed from the forecast!
So, what gives? Why do the forecasts seem to change so much? Are the meteorologists just guessing? Is there a forecaster bias towards dramatic (or comfortable) weather? Or, is there something else going on?
Two weekends ago, my friend Mike took me fly-fishing on Lewis Creek in Starksboro.
(Starksboro, looking North)
“I’ve got an amazing 3 weight Orvis rod that I want to try out,” he said, “and I’ve been tying some new flies.” Then he rattled off a list that sounded more like indie band names than flies: Wooly Bugger, Wingless Prince, Pheasant Tail Flash Back.
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