The area I live in now is just about where Hurricane Juan came ashore. That was about 10 years ago, and it's still almost impossible to get around in the woods. It's a real workout climbing over and crawling under trees. If a fire ever gets started in there, we'll have to get out fast. I never complain about the rain anymore. We became kind of bored about hurricanes because they always just missed us or died out just before hitting us. Now, we really take these storms seriously. About 6 years ago we had to rename our street. It's now called Hurricane Lane. That same year we has a snow storm with 40 inches of snow. That storm became known as White Juan. That year we all found out what it's like to live without electric power. One nice thing to see was how neighbours helped each other. The city never made it to many less important streets. We had to shovel a path up the middle of our street just to be able to get to the main road and get to a grocery store. There were 30 guys or so on our street. It took us 3 days before the first vehicle could drive out. I sure hope we never see a year like that again. Take care southern brothers, I'll send up a prayer for ya!
Cheers......Rick
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. That and 3 months of trying to clear all the debris from my 1/2 acre lot...what a mess!