We interrupt this vacation…
Darling and I had intended to stop Sunday night in Ellensburg, then continue our drive home Monday morning. Being the tightwad I am (and feeling guilty over my $10 bath), I couldn’t bear to spend another dime on hotel rooms. So despite my usual avoidance of strange highways after dark, Darling and I hit the pass and ended up at home, surprising City Boy at the door by 10 pm.
As we drove home the wind had begun to pick up. This morning, just as I was uploading photos from my camera, the power went out. Since my morning at the computer was on hold, I went outside to feed the horses. In the 20 minutes it took to throw everyone their hay I heard no less than 6 trees crashing down on the hill across the road. This was no usual wind storm we were having. It looked like we were missing a tree from behind the barn, so camera in hand I walked back to assess the damage. It didn’t take me long to realize this was probably one of my dumber moves.
The trees were whipping around wildly, their tops swaying dangerously out of control. I hauled my sorry fanny out of there as quick as my rubber boots would carry me. Just as I was leaving the trail a huge gust blasted past me, lifting up one of the storage tents, tossing it into the air like a plastic grocery bag. I hadn’t taken more than two steps when the second tent ripped it’s stakes out of the ground alongside of me, blowing up into the air and joining the first tent in the tree tops behind me.
“You mean to tell me you stopped to take pictures before coming to get me?”
Well, yes, I did take the photo first…wouldn’t you have done the same thing?
We heard trees snapping like toothpicks all morning. Gusts reached nearly 100 mph across the county this morning. There’s a big tree up the road a piece that took out the power pole; both are still laying there blocking traffic tonight.
Thankfully, no trees came down here aside from a few tops behind the barn. The house, the cars and trucks, the barn…none of those were hit. We only dealt with tents pretending to be kites. We were blessed. To celebrate, I took a bubble bath. Hooray for propane! My water was hot, the bubbles were high, and the candle light added just the right touch.
Now, however, I guess it’s time to unplug the computer and hook the generator back up to the refrigerator for the night. Hopefully we’ll get our power back on tomorrow. Until then, I think I’m going to go snuggle up with City Boy…