To this day I do not understand why humans would settle in an area with such a harsh climate.
Back in the ‘70s, I spent a number of winters in the North Peace country of B.C. Every winter there would be two or three weeks of those conditions, and it could be brutal with any sort of a wind.
Surprisingly, the coldest temperature is hit right around sunrise - 8:30 or 9:00 A.M.
I recall getting up to build a fire at 6:00, noting that the thermometer read -38, then checking the temperature after breakfast only to discover it was dropping, often to -50C. That is cold - too cold to do anything but feed and water the stock.
It was austerely beautiful.
Now I live in the banana belt of southern interior B.C., currently at 19F with two feet of snow. Life is good.
When I lived in Edmonton there was a 2 to 3 week stretch every January where the temperature was minus 40 or so overnight every night, and the daily HIGH never got above minus 25.
That’s mind-numbing cold. You had to wear gloves just to open the car door or your fingers would be frostbitten.
Just brrr.
I turned down a job opportunity that was a very good match for my skills. As part of my due diligence I checked the climate and weather, that day it was -50°C. 100 km north of Moscow...
To this day I do not understand why humans would settle in an area with such a harsh climate. “”
Keeps out the riff-raff.