In 1974, when I traveled west to Yellowstone National Park, Jackson Hole, and Estes Park, I was flabberghasted at the length of the days. It seemed the sun rose so much earlier, and set so much later. The days were just longer.
When I moved to Lubbock, Texas in 1977, the same phenomenom seemed to happen. The summer days are phenomenally long. Well, think about it. We are 60 miles east of the next time zone. So, of course, the days are longer than long. It is so great!
The days are very long in Seattle. The sun was up when I arose at 6 AM and it continued on to about 9PM or later. I believe it is the latitude, and the relative position in the time zone. It is great! I love long days.
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