Yikes: Ike!
Fay slipped up the West Coast, but was fairly weak and “disorganized”; Gustav went pretty far west. They say we got wind and rain from both of them, but from an end user point of view it really wasn’t any different than our regularly-scheduled daily wind and rain.
Hannah is going to stay out in the ocean to the East as it (she?) travels northwards, and will probably be similar for us to Fay - extra windy and rainy, but really nothing to write home about.
Then there’s Ike. Ike is a Category 4 Hurricane, and it looks like Ike is coming:

Of course, there’s still a chance that it will die out before it gets here, or head far enough north to miss us entirely, or who knows what. But…
I guess it’s time for mama to make sure that the beds in the RV all have sheets in them, that the generator and gas can are stowed for travel, that the important documents are all in one place, and that I know where the cat carriers are. It beats earthquakes, of course, since we have plenty of warning time in which to accomplish everything we might want to.
Growing up in Los Angeles meant you lived with that hanging over you all the time. There was a big quake that I was too tiny to remember, then another big one when I was pregnant with Nick (Jan ‘94), and I lived just a mile or so from the Northridge epicenter.
But even if we don’t expect the house to blow down, we have to leave in the RV to protect the RV! I mean, what is it really but a lightweight box with a nice airspace underneath to get lift? Hmmmm…
On the one hand, it seems silly to be trying to take everything we’d miss if the house vanised off the face of the earth. On the other hand, I’ve been chiding people for years when you seethem on the news saying, “The house was flattened and now all we have to our name is the 2 changes of clothes we brought - we thought it was just another evacuation drill like all those others we’ve been through, and we didn’t bring anything else…”
How do you decide when to leave? Obviously waiting until the last minute means you’ll be in wall-to-wall traffic with the other million folks down here heading north. But leaving too soon may mean you go to all that trouble for a false alarm, or the kid misses a day of school that doesn’t get cancelled, or who knows what else that I haven’t even though of - not to mention the expense of the trip.
And where will we go?






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