and after I got home, there was all kindsa interesting weather. hail is very, very painful when it hits your exposed skin at whatever kinda speed it was going at.
I was walking around on the beach when I discovered this. Mostly, I didn't notice the weather because I was wrapped up in the ubercoat and had a cap on. Inside that outfit there isn't much that is going to bother me.
(oh, it is hailing again)
I've always been surprised how people seem to ignore the joys of being warm. Properly warm, even when you are walking right in the weather. The point where smug actually takes over from snug.
In the interests of feeding my smugness, I've collected the following:
* The Ubercoat: At least Nato produced something worthwhile. These coats are basically a heavy cotton outer and a fake fur inner. It has a hood and covers a good portion of the legs. Mine was built for someone at least a foot taller than me, and consequently it runs right down to my knees (apparently I also look like a snow person in it).
* Possum fur scarf (wool and possum actually), long enough to go round neck twice, and about the warmest fabric I've ever run into (barring a particular wool blend I found in Melbourne of all places). Much love to my partners in crime Ceri and Eleanor for this one.
* a black caps cap or stockman hat (keeps rain, etc off face).
* add in boots (and warm socks) I'm basically impervious to harm.
after I'd put all this lot on (over a normal set of street wear) I mostly wandered around the beach giggling happily to myself and throwing stones. Which is why my hands got hit by the hail.
(okay, it is *really* hailing now, lots and lots - there are handfuls of ice on the front deck. I'm fully expecting interested descriptions of snow from Fi later.)
.carla
Posted by carla at July 6, 2003 12:38 AM