Storms

The storms that swept the South last night had us out clearing fallen trees until 4:30 AM. One dropped on my truck, busting the passenger side headlight assembly, rear view mirror on that side, and damaging the quarter panel. Oddly it didn’t hurt the hood that I can tell; somehow in the hard wind it struck sideways. 

I’m luckier than my neighbor, who woke up to a tree on his house as well as two of his vehicles. All of us escaped injuries, though, which is the main thing. 

2 comments:

Assistant Village Idiot said...

Helping has dangers. Praise to those who risk them.

Anonymous said...

Mountain living at its finest

Once spent the night in Manassas Gap Shelter on the AT and the weather turned foul and it sounded like hurricane all night long

Holy Cow, what an adrenaline rush it can be when the mountains terrain forms and funnels the weather and the mountain gods throw all their fury at you!

Lucky you








Greg