BumbleBeeDave
08-29-2011, 07:57 PM
Very strange day today. Tried to go into work, but the factory is by the river and all the entry routes were closed because of the flooding. But as I drove around downtown, trying different ways to get in, all was calm and looked totally normal--as I listened to story after story on the radio about incredible devastation.
So I worked from home as much as I could, working for a while, then taking a break to cart more stuff out of the basement into the beautiful sunshine. Is it always so clean and fresh after a hurricane? Sky was totally clear and air smelled so clean. The orange and brown disco era shag carpet in my rec room is toast. I'm gonna have to tear it up and cart it out within the next few days or it will start to mold. Everything else was on pallets aside from a few boxes of miscellaneous stuff.
This evening I went for a ride on the bike trail, ducking under the police tape like everyone else was doing and climbing off my cross bike to cart it over all the fallen trees that have not yet been cut apart.
The trail is on the old trolley right of way right by the Mohawk River and the water was higher than I've ever seen it--withing a few feet of the trail on either side at times. I was sure I would have to turn back any minute with it flooded, but the water never quite got up to the trail.
Here's what it was like . . . road next to the trail is under water, and trail is deserted.
BBD
So I worked from home as much as I could, working for a while, then taking a break to cart more stuff out of the basement into the beautiful sunshine. Is it always so clean and fresh after a hurricane? Sky was totally clear and air smelled so clean. The orange and brown disco era shag carpet in my rec room is toast. I'm gonna have to tear it up and cart it out within the next few days or it will start to mold. Everything else was on pallets aside from a few boxes of miscellaneous stuff.
This evening I went for a ride on the bike trail, ducking under the police tape like everyone else was doing and climbing off my cross bike to cart it over all the fallen trees that have not yet been cut apart.
The trail is on the old trolley right of way right by the Mohawk River and the water was higher than I've ever seen it--withing a few feet of the trail on either side at times. I was sure I would have to turn back any minute with it flooded, but the water never quite got up to the trail.
Here's what it was like . . . road next to the trail is under water, and trail is deserted.
BBD