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1816 : the year without a summer

In the year 2000, weather men told us that we had emerged from the second coldest and wettest July in more than 100 years. While I haven’t been around that long, this is one statement made by meteorologists that I will accept as factual without double checking.

I also don’t doubt they were correct in stating that July 2010 tied the record for the hottest July ever recorded. All those high temperatures from down in the valleys make us glad we live up in the hills.

Going further back in history, a few dates stand out as having meteorological events that we all relate to. The flood of 1955 is one, as is the hurricane of 1938. Many of us remember these, having lived through them.

Then there are tales our grandparents talked about, such as the blizzard of 1888 — or perhaps the granddaddy of them all, the Year Without a Summer, 1816.

“Eighteen Hundred and Froze to Death� was the way many farmers referred to 1816. The major event behind this abnormally cold spell was the eruption in 1815 of Mt. Tambora on an island that is now part of Indonesia. This eruption was so powerful that it reduced the height of Mt. Tambora by some 4,200 feet and ejected some 25 cubic miles of rock, ash and dust into the atmosphere.

Climatologists rank the eruption as the greatest producer of atmospheric dust between 1600 and the present. The dust circled the earth in the stratosphere for several years, reducing sunlight, which in turn lowered temperatures. It also produced spectacularly brilliant sunsets and sunrises.

The year 1816 in New England began with normal temperatures, but by May, farmers began to comment on the lateness of the spring. June began normally, but on the sixth, the first of three cold waves moved eastward into the Northeast, leaving behind 6 inches of snow on the ground in northern New England.

A second cold front on July 9 produced a killing frost, as did a third and fourth on Aug. 21 and 30. Only the hardiest grains and vegetables made it to harvest time.

An apprentice clockmaker in Plymouth, Conn., Chauncey Jerome, wrote in his diary that as he walked to work on June 7, dressed in thick woolen clothes and an overcoat, his hands got so cold that he had to lay his tools down and put on a pair of mittens.

There are many accounts of strange weather patterns that year, but having set the stage for you, so to speak, I would like to share with you some meteorological statistics from Sandisfield, Mass., kept by a farmer who lived just over the state line past Prock Hill. Daniel Sears kept a running account of what he considered to be noteworthy weather events for a 17-year period from 1803 through 1820. But he doesn’t even mention 1816!

While your first impression might be that he kept sloppy or inaccurate records, when you read what weather observations he did make, it becomes clear that, at least for him in his geographical location, conditions for some reason or other were not quite as unusual as what occurred throughout much of New England. Here are some of those observations:

“8th of May, 1803, the snow fell 6 inches deep, and ice froze 2 inches thick. 1st of March 1804, the snow 5 foot deep. Stormed and blew so I could not water my cattle for three days.

“10 October 1804, the snow fell 10 inches deep and lay four days.

“20th February 1806, the ground bare and all frost is out. So warm I heard frogs peep and cowslips as large as cents. [A cent in those days was a copper coin the size of a 50-cent piece.]

“16th June 1806, the sun totally eclipsed and dark as night. Many stars to be seen at ten o’clock in the morning.

“31 March 1807, a most tremendous snowstorm and lasted five days without intermission. Many buildings damaged with wind.

“23 May 1807, severe hailstorm. Hailstones big as bullets [mothball size] and covered the ground.

“25 May 1807. This season the coldest and wettest I ever knew. No corn planted, not much flax sowed.

“30 May 1807. Sowed my flax and oats and dragged them in mud in the south mowing. No time to sow it sooner.

“22 April 1808. Sowed my flax in the south mowing.

“1809 – Cold, backward spring. Cold, cloudy summer. Crops small, all but grass.

“4th November 1809, first snow. Ground froze, snow 3 inches deep.

“1812, cold, backward spring. Cold, wet summer. Cold fall. No crops but grass.

“1814, Sept. 6. Severe frost and cold, wet summer. Grass pretty good.

1820, cold winter. 20 April, ground settled. [The frost went out.]

“1820, Nov. 13. Severe snowstorm. Snow 8 inches deep. Good sledding several days.�

So you be the judge: if you had endured the types of weather that Daniel Sears had in the Colebrook-Sandisfield area during that time period, would you have taken notice of an “average� year which only produced a few scattered frosts?

Bob Grigg is the town historian in Colebrook.

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