speaking of humidity

I walked over to the beach yesterday afternoon when it had mostly stopped raining and the wind had died down some just to take a picture of the waves. The waves were coming in pretty good but oddly enough I didn't see any surfers out there, but there were four or five fishermen freezing on the pier.

I poked my head out the door at about 6:15 this morning and saw a little bit of sunrise color in the sky, but not very much. I probably still would've walked down to the beach and taken a couple snapshots but it was cold and what I have now that passes for a coat is nothing more than a glorified windbreaker and definitely not suitable for standing around in the cold especially with this humidity, so I went back to bed.

Speaking of humidity I have found that the more time I spend in it, the less I like it. Now I know I'm the "odd man out" with this opinion because there are far far more people living in places with high humidity than there are living in places with low humidity. I also realize there's more reasons for living in a place besides just the humidity. But I am just so much more comfortable when the humidity is below 30 or 40% than I am when it's way above that.

I believe some of this is because of my age. When I lived in places with high humidity I was far younger than I am now and I believe your a lot more adaptable when you're younger than when you're so old you have to have the fire department standing by before you can light the candles on your birthday cake.

But despite the way I feel about humidity there's still an awful lot of old people, and you know who you are, that live in places like Florida where the humidity is off the charts and yet millions of geezers still choose live there, so the humidity must not bother them as much as it bothers me.

 I can't seem to get comfortable when the humidity is high, when it's even a little hot it's too hot and I sweat like a pig, and when it's just a little cold I can't seem to warm up until the thermometers reading 80° in the Arctic Fox. It appears that when the humidity is high I'm only comfortable in a very narrow range of temperatures, and when the humidity is low I'm comfortable, in a T-shirt, when it's anywhere from 65 to 85° outside.

Maybe I could get use to it over time, just like folks get used to the altitude in the Colorado high country, but then again maybe I'm too old to adapt, or possibly I'm too old to live long enough to adapt. But if I did live long enough to get use to the humidity I don't think I would ever live long enough to learn to put up with the mosquitoes.

                       theboondork

If I had a surfboard and knew how to surf, loved cold water, and didn't mind being slammed against a concrete piling over and over again I would be out there hanging 10 right now.

Even with my poor hearing, and the excellent insulation in the Arctic Fox I could still hear the waves crashing on the beach all night.

The other day I wrote about why I don't boondock on the beach and this pictures a good example of what I was talking about. Not being from here I don't know how much of this water encroachment on the beach is caused by high tide, or the front that came through, but as you can see there's not much dry beach left, and remember not all of the beach is drivable. So if you're boondocked there other people are going to be driving by you hardly more than an arms length away which to me isn't safe. It also shows that if you're not from here and don't know where the good areas are to boondock you'd better pay very close attention to the weather and the tides, particularly spring tides which have nothing to do with spring, but are higher than normal tides.