Anything Like this in the Whites/ADKs (long-ish video)

[Remix]

A Hole Where You Will Freeze to Death

 

[NHChris]

In Baxter Chimney Pond comes to mind but I doubt there is any data to support it.

I suppose any mountain tarn might exhibit similar but less extreme phenomena.

 

[KRooney]

That's interesting, thanks for posting it. And thanks to the people who created the video.

 

[Lone Stranger]

Even without a hole, if you camp at the bottom of a big mountain you can feel the cold coming down at night. I used to like to camp towards the bottom of Desolation Tr before climbing in the morning. Winter or Summer I'd be sure to wear extra clothes to bed. Felt it many times on all sorts of mountains and always thought of it as the mountain poking a hole in the sky and sending that cold air down. This vid seems a lot more science based than my imagining Thanks for posting that!

 

[Dr. Dasypodidae]

Thanks for posting this very fine science video,

Like NH Chris’s and Lone Stranger’s examples, I have watched the temperature drop over 10 degrees F on my vehicle’s thermistor when driving north on Rte 115 through the broad lowlands of Jefferson and then climb back up over 10 degrees F when driving east on Rte 2 toward Gorham.

 

[bcskier]

The food storage at the Carter hut was an ice cave, when I was a kid. Do they still use it? "Cold trap ice caves" operate on a similar principle. Cold air drains into the cave and keeps it cold through the summer. https://www.nps.gov/subjects/caves/ice-caves.htm

 

[Dr. Dasypodidae]

The food storage at the Carter hut was an ice cave, when I was a kid. Do they still use it? "Cold trap ice caves" operate on a similar principle. Cold air drains into the cave and keeps it cold through the summer. https://www.nps.gov/subjects/caves/ice-caves.htm

Not sure when Carter Notch hut got its first propane refrigerator, but it was after 1968 when we were still using the ice cave below Wildcat A for storing our perishables, which included crates of fresh eggs (144 count), pounds and pounds of bacon, and frozen OJ, all packed in from the cold storage shed at Glen House and then across the dam where the old Aqueduct Path joined the 19 Mile Brook Trail. I mentioned breakfast perishables because the cook’s first job on his day (no women in the huts in 1968) at 5:30 a.m. was hiking 15 minutes upslope to retrieve the breakfast food from our ice cave. Walking the 2”x6” plank that spanned the opening on top of the dam was the most exciting part of the 3.8-mile pack trips.