Since Memorial Day weekend, we've had warm, dry and sunny weather probably 80-90% of the time. It's usually the reverse of that. I'll see if I can find some scientific data to support that claim later. I'm sure we will be hearing lots more about The Best Summer as we go into the fall and winter months.
When it first started back in late May/early June, we got big long stretches of nice weather. We would joke amongst ourselves that no ones laundry was getting done, our houses were in disarray, and we all had a crazed look in our eye from not getting enough sleep because we were spending so much time and energy outside. Not to mention the sunburns. Juneau folks had sunburns. Weird.
We all felt like we had to cram in ALL the activity in those first few weeks. It HAD to end soon. There was no way our luck would continue into July (May and June are always better than July and August). However, the amazing weather continued. Before my parents arrived in June, I had prayed they would get ONE nice day. Well, out of the seven they were here, it was overcast and damp one. It just kept going and going, that sun. I spent a week camping on Admiralty Island in July, and we didn't see a single drop of rain (although it was overcast for the last 2 days).
So here we are in the waning days of August. By all rights it should be disgusting and horrible by now. This morning it was just above 40 degrees when I left my house. It warmed to the mid-70s by the afternoon in the bright sunshine. I was sitting on my deck tonight reading David Foster Wallace's "A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again" (a hysterical 100+ page essay about his experience aboard a cruise ship in the Caribbean - a favorite read among Alaska cruise ship employees) when the sun dipped below the mountain tree line and the temperature immediately dropped 15 degrees. The skies will be clear tonight and the temperatures will no doubt plummet again. August 29th and the signs of autumn are weak, but they are there. The gal on the radio this morning asked if this would be the last nice day of summer? She encouraged people to play hooky and go hiking. Well, tomorrow's forecast is partly sunny and 65. I'm playing hooky and going Coho fishing with my uncle and cousin.
What I take away from all this is that it's all downhill from here. I'm partly kidding, but not really. This summer was (and still is) The Best Summer. All other summers from here on out shall be measured against it. I know that next year, when it's dumpy and 50 and shitty all summer, I can still put a smile on my face when I remember The Best Summer and that it I can be like this. It can be sunny for 10 days in a row. It can hit 85. We can spend a whole weekend camping without rain gear. Juneau can have an East Coast summer. Maybe I just brought it with me.
Perhaps if David Foster Wallace was around he'd name it, "A Supposedly Rainy City Where It Didn't Rain All Summer".