Day 19: They call it the "Pineapple Express." It sweeps across the eastern Pacific from Hawaii, bearing with it buckets, barrels and reservoirs of rain, and when it butts up against our mountains, it drops the whole shemozzle on western Washington's long-suffering residents. Those of us who have lived here all our lives shrug and go on about our business in Goretex rainwear, laughing at the easily identifiable and dreadfully discommoded Californians who all carry snappy little umbrellas in assorted shapes and sizes.
The figure you see shown on my Davis Weather Monitor II represents what poured into the pluviometer between 7 AM and 3 PM. It is still coming down in buckets, barrels and reservoirs, and looks like it has no intention of stopping any time soon.
A footnote: 1.63" fell in the 24-hour period.
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