Arctic. Allow me to paint a mental picture. Across the road is roughly 3,000 acres of farmland used for corn, soybeans, etc. In the middle of this field is a large stand of trees which you can easily get lost in. Trust me, I know. The southern tree line is about half a mile away and the entire grove of deciduous hardwoods extend about a mile north. Right now, the wind is whipping the snow 80-100 feet into the air and carrying the swirling waves of snow across the field at about 30 miles per hour. I swear to you, it wouldn't surprise me if a family of polar bears ambled across the field. Guess I won't be barbecuing outside anytime soon!