But the duty meteorologist is vulnerable to extreme conditions and must know how to cope. Between observations, he dresses up like a Canadian lumberjack to scrape the frost off the instruments, maintain and repair the equipment, shovel away snow which blocks access, chop wood or do the cooking and a minimum of housework to make life nice and cosy ; quite enough to occupy those long winter evenings.
And we must mention preparing and maintaining the museum exhibition for visitors.


Y
ou never know whether some lost soul is gong to knock at the door in search of a warm welcome, in which case the Observatory becomes a mountain shelter and the meteorologist turns into Saint Bernard.

 
 
 
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