11.09.09: Aftermath

After a few weeks of harsh thunderstorms, we got a bit of a break before Irene rolled through. Irene didn't do as much damage as she could. We've had worse damage from a single 30 minute thunderstorm. We lost 3 trees in the front yard, which is no loss, really. It gave us the opportunity to have more wood to finish out the fence at the front of the yard, which was exciting. The fork of a tree split off and crushed the corner of the run-in shed in the South pasture, but thankfully most of the damage is superficial and the main part of the structure itself isn't damaged. It will need repair, but once it is cleaned up it will be useable, they'll just have to not stand under the hole in the corner! We lost a tree on the fence line in the back right section of South pasture, but that was about all the damage that was sustained. Things were a mess from all the little limbs and brush, but that is to be expected.

Later in the week I saw Erin, and she told me that they stopped up in the evening to check on Lily before things got too bad. They headed into the pasture and found all the horses in the run-in shed except for Macchi, who was standing out in the pouring rain. She hung out with Lily for a bit, and was amazed to see Storm leave the shed, and go out and get Macchi and bring him back to the shed out of the rain. He really does take care of his herd for the most part.
After the hurricanes roll through there is always glorious weather. The temperatures remained barely in the 80's during the day, and the evenings were dipping into the low 60's. It allowed us plenty of time for clean up and getting organized as the Day of the Horse was fast approaching.
Labor Day arrived, and so did the rain. From Monday it began to rain and rained almost constantly through Friday. I checked the rain gauge almost daily, and we totaled 7 3/4" over the course of four and a half days. Jim McDonald has been enjoying gorgeous weather in the Outer Banks and so I've been getting drenched feeding horses morning and evening all week. Thursday morning I got so wet that I had to lay my clothes over the chair to dry during the day. Thankfully they were dry before I had to change back into them to go feed in the afternoon. Friday morning I left the house yet again in the pouring rain and arrived at the farm to find that the two streams had converged into a massive pool of water that was getting sucked under the bridge with an extreme amount of force. The bridge over the smaller stream was still barely above the water, and the water was rushing around the willow tree that is normally only on the bank. By the time I parked and started to walk to the barn, the rain was slacking off. I noticed that I seemed to be hearing more noise than what I thought I should be for as lightly as it was raining. I brought the horses in and slowly realized that I must be hearing the stream rushing through when it normally is silent. As the horses ate I walked over to the playground area and found the stream roaring through. The campfire area was under water, and the foot bridge was barely above water. I headed back up to the barn and finished up and gratefully the rain continued to lighten up and as I headed out I found that the streams had begun to calm down already as the rain faded away.

That was just about the last of it, to our relief, and as I headed up to take care of the horses that afternoon I discovered that Cromwell Bridge was open again. The water had receded off the road, though it was still lapping at the edge of the shoulder. It looked as if the water had dropped about 2' over the course of the day. The sun actually came out today, much to my relief, and things are slowly beginning to dry off again. Now, if only we can keep it that way for a while.
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11.09.10: Damp Heat