It's truly the end of winter when you get your first sunburn of the year, or at least the first sunburn where the sun isn't reflecting off the snow. Today was one of those unbelievably beautiful days, unexpectedly so. Me getting a sunburn, even a very light one isn't anything special. I'm pretty sure I could get sunburned at the Vostok scientific observation station on Antarctica, anytime between mid-April and late August. Which for those that don't know is their Polar night, a period of approximately one hundred and eighty calendar days without any daylight. What I'm trying to say is my blend of Germanic and Norwegian genetic material has given me the pale skin designed for long nights and low intensity sun rays. It isn't any real surprise I got sunburned today; especially since I spent the entire day out of doors basking in the warm glory of the cancer causing rays. And I don't regret it for a second. However I did get burned, which stands to reason that though it isn't June 21st and the first day of Summer quite yet, it also isn't March 19th and still Winter. With this beautiful day Winter has ended and all us cave dwelling, puddle jumping, partially albino, Pacific North-westerners had better find our bottles of SPF 100 sunscreen before to long.
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
First Sunburn of the Year
It's truly the end of winter when you get your first sunburn of the year, or at least the first sunburn where the sun isn't reflecting off the snow. Today was one of those unbelievably beautiful days, unexpectedly so. Me getting a sunburn, even a very light one isn't anything special. I'm pretty sure I could get sunburned at the Vostok scientific observation station on Antarctica, anytime between mid-April and late August. Which for those that don't know is their Polar night, a period of approximately one hundred and eighty calendar days without any daylight. What I'm trying to say is my blend of Germanic and Norwegian genetic material has given me the pale skin designed for long nights and low intensity sun rays. It isn't any real surprise I got sunburned today; especially since I spent the entire day out of doors basking in the warm glory of the cancer causing rays. And I don't regret it for a second. However I did get burned, which stands to reason that though it isn't June 21st and the first day of Summer quite yet, it also isn't March 19th and still Winter. With this beautiful day Winter has ended and all us cave dwelling, puddle jumping, partially albino, Pacific North-westerners had better find our bottles of SPF 100 sunscreen before to long.
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