I know, it is only September 26, and technically Fall just officially arrived a few days ago. But snow fell last night in the Pryors and they are calling for more tonight. They are calling it a “Winter Storm”. That comes from the weather service, so even though we are in Fall, Winter has arrived. You can read about it by clicking on WINTER STORM.
I live in mountains of Western Montana. I have for over 22 years. It is not unusual for “winter” with cold temperatures and snow to arrive at our house by early November (much earlier this year) and stay well into April. Snow in June is not an uncommon occurrence. So because of that, it has been difficult for me to realized that many people do not understand the weather of the mountains and how quickly things can change.
My tours that I gave this summer and some recent comments on my blog, alerted me to this fact. Just because the calendar says it is Fall or Spring or even Summer, doesn’t mean that Winter will not come to the mountains at any time of the year and it is not selective on the victims it takes.
On my list I supplied to my guests of “things to bring” for the camping trips, I included: “Warm jacket, hat and gloves. Warm clothes for sleeping in.” Very few of my summer guests brought these. Luckily I had extra with me, including extra blankets for sleeping.
Several nights this summer the temperature on top of the mountain dipped to the low to mid 40’s (with wind). During the day a few times, it was only in the 40’s. I asked why they did not follow the list provided to them and got these responses: “I thought you were kidding” or “it is summer, I did not think I needed those things”. Hopefully after reading this post, people will be more prepared and respectful of the mountain weather.
I am sure that warmer weather will come again this Fall to the Pryors, but to have this early Winter storm, makes me realize that this winter may be tough. And long.
I enjoy sharing my information and stories, and being able to go to the Pryors as often as I do. But by doing that, I also expose a very vulnerable piece of my heart. These horses have become a part of me, I can not help the feelings that I have for them. Or how my thoughts think. Or how my words come out. That is who I am. With that being said, my heart is heavy thinking of the young colt that was just born to Washakie less than two weeks ago. But these horses are wild and tough. The strongest will survive. I just hope that little Nahwa is one of them.