It can be annoying when the folks at the National Weather Service get the forecast wrong. But there’s that rare occasion when it’s more irksome when the NWS gets it right. Last weekend was one of those occasions.
Meteorologists said there would be snow, heavy at times, for a 30-hour period beginning Friday night through Saturday. It was hard to buy into the notion, seeing it was practically May and temperatures heading into the weekend were in the upper 70s.
But man, those guys nailed it. Pueblo set a record for snowfall on April 28: 2.5 inches. It crushed the mark set in 1917 of six-tenths of inch. The following day, Saturday, an additional 7.4 inches of snow fell. Amazingly, by Sunday afternoon, most of the snow had melted away.
Unofficially, up to a foot of snow fell around Pueblo. April, 2017 turned out being the sixth snowiest April on record. I shot a pair of short video clips, one on Friday before the storm hit, the other on Saturday to contrast the weather. It was uncanny.
Snow wasn’t the only thing that fell that weekend. All over town, tree limbs by the thousands snapped under the weight of the wet, heavy snow. Entire trees were lost, from newly planted ornamental trees to 80-year-old elms. Monica and I lost a couple sizable branches from one of our elm trees. The scope of the damage was so extensive, Pueblo City Council established two sites were residents could drop off broken branches at no charge.
And they did, by the truck load. The first day it opened at Lake Minnequa Park, pick-up trucks stuffed with broken tree limbs waited in line for nearly 30 minutes to drop their loads. Two lines of discarded branches 70 yards long piled eight feet high stacked up as crews manned a pair of wood chippers.
I can hardly wait for summer.