Hurricane

It’s Interesting how different people see the latest category-four hurricane, ‘Rosalyn.’ I tend to think of it as ‘Rosalie’ as she’s a bit of a whirlwind herself. The general consensus was to hunker down and expect the worst. There were going to be 160km winds as well as torrential rain. It sounded quite scary so I decided to do some fact-checking with windy.

From my first look, and after running the projected track it appeared to me that it would miss us by a fair margin. However, I did keep hearing that it was going to be devastating, so not having too much experience with this sort of thing, we decided to wait and see what happened.

Sure enough, the morning brought some light rain. There was only one half-hearted and soggy attempt by the bugler at the military base to try and annoy us this morning. It’s hard to tell if it’s really half-hearted and soggy as they are so bad, it sounds like a cat being run over by a lawn mower; or even worse me singing. I’m sure by the time we go home they will have sorted it out. In the meantime, it provides us with some entertainment.

The rain continued through the day as Windy predicted. The howling winds we were expecting to get were gusts of just a few knots or more. The eye of the hurricane was 130 km west of us, headed North and certainly not coming in our direction. It came down heavier in the evening and the deck got a good soaking but we were fine. No heavy winds at all though.

This is what we expected

I sometimes think that people love the drama of the whole thing; I know I do. It’s exhilarating to think that we may be living through a huge disaster that can be talked about and exaggerated for years to come; provided we survived of course. Please no tsunamis though, we’re too close to the beach.

There have been some great, but very scary stories about the latest earthquake a few weeks ago. John and Ronda said they had a three-foot wave in their pool. There were similar stories from other folks. I, of course, will pretend that we were here, just for the drama, and lived through it all. I bet the bugler sounded even odder that day.