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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.
You 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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