No complaints up my way either Irish. Was chuckling at the dramatic reading of the storm surge and look at the dramatic power of the waves crashing here in Maine.
Looked an awful lot like my weekend run up there two weeks ago.
Many years ago-1962 I think-we made our every 3 year pilgrimage from the Midwest to New Bedford to visit Dad's family. It was late August and a 'noreaster (or whatever you guys call 'em) was barreling up the coast. My Uncle Frank-a life long tin smith/roofer-was busy boarding up the windows on their big house in North Dartmouth. Struck me as kind of strange, especially since we never had hurricanes in the middle of the country (but, tornadoes? YES). We were at the end of our 2 week visit so headed out before the hurricane was due. Always wondered if his day and a half of putting up plywood over the windows on a big 2 story house prevented damage or if it was more of a false alarm.
One of my sisters and one of my brothers and his wife sent me some pics of "the waves crashing on the beach" in Maine. Meh. I've seen bigger waves during a full moon high tide with a strong off shore wind striper fishing.
I thought perhaps the large crop of white pine cones this year would be littering the yard outside the condo instead of still on the trees. I guess I'll have to wait to collect them for kindling.
Here in Charleston, Idalia was a bit of an anticlimax. Our duck pond didn't even fill up. Then a week later we got a string of thunderstorms that dumped more rain than we saw all summer. Parts of nearby Mount Pleasant suffered some serious flood damage.
I trust you can rebuild!
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Deleteus here on the gulf coast don't get exited until it gets to cat 3. a TS is just rain.
ReplyDeleteNo complaints up my way either Irish. Was chuckling at the dramatic reading of the storm surge and look at the dramatic power of the waves crashing here in Maine.
ReplyDeleteLooked an awful lot like my weekend run up there two weeks ago.
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ReplyDeleteMany years ago-1962 I think-we made our every 3 year pilgrimage from the Midwest to New Bedford to visit Dad's family. It was late August and a 'noreaster (or whatever you guys call 'em) was barreling up the coast. My Uncle Frank-a life long tin smith/roofer-was busy boarding up the windows on their big house in North Dartmouth. Struck me as kind of strange, especially since we never had hurricanes in the middle of the country (but, tornadoes? YES). We were at the end of our 2 week visit so headed out before the hurricane was due. Always wondered if his day and a half of putting up plywood over the windows on a big 2 story house prevented damage or if it was more of a false alarm.
ReplyDeleteGood to Hear!
ReplyDeleteOne of my sisters and one of my brothers and his wife sent me some pics of "the waves crashing on the beach" in Maine. Meh. I've seen bigger waves during a full moon high tide with a strong off shore wind striper fishing.
ReplyDeleteI thought perhaps the large crop of white pine cones this year would be littering the yard outside the condo instead of still on the trees. I guess I'll have to wait to collect them for kindling.
Nemo
Here in Charleston, Idalia was a bit of an anticlimax. Our duck pond didn't even fill up. Then a week later we got a string of thunderstorms that dumped more rain than we saw all summer. Parts of nearby Mount Pleasant suffered some serious flood damage.
ReplyDeleteWe've gone camping in tents in worse
ReplyDeleteand they still keep crying WOLF. how in hell can people trust them?
ReplyDeleteNever Forget!
ReplyDeleteMan, I just don't see how people can force themselves to go on after living through destruction like that.
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