Feb. 20, 2009
Cyclone Innis wrecks shop
[fyi: "cyclone" technically means any pressure cell, but in the East Pacific its what they call the equivalent of a hurricane.]
Well, what started as a drizzle last night around 11 turned into a pneumatic-jet car wash for the Rose Coach overnight! The rain is coming down in sheets; kind of the same way a truck throws a big fan of spray going past on a highway at high speed.
Rose was filthy behind the ears and needed the wash. Two days ago, I discovered a massing of mud and sticks inside of the rear-right rear wheel that l initially thought was a bird's nest! (Not possible, of course, but it was a grapefruit size mound of earthy stuff.)
As for the cyclone/hurricane: I'm like a deer in the headlights here. You literally cannot go outside for 5 seconds without getting soaked to the bone. Uh, how long is this going to last, anyway?
You don't have to be a meteorologist to figure out that all the roads out of here are going to be flooded. Looks like I'm here for a bit...hunkered down at the internet station at the McCafe at McDonalds.
I can't believe I was trunking it in glassy waves 16 hours ago. What happened to the salad days? and where have all the flowers gone?
Cyclone Innis wrecks shop
[fyi: "cyclone" technically means any pressure cell, but in the East Pacific its what they call the equivalent of a hurricane.]
Well, what started as a drizzle last night around 11 turned into a pneumatic-jet car wash for the Rose Coach overnight! The rain is coming down in sheets; kind of the same way a truck throws a big fan of spray going past on a highway at high speed.
Rose was filthy behind the ears and needed the wash. Two days ago, I discovered a massing of mud and sticks inside of the rear-right rear wheel that l initially thought was a bird's nest! (Not possible, of course, but it was a grapefruit size mound of earthy stuff.)
As for the cyclone/hurricane: I'm like a deer in the headlights here. You literally cannot go outside for 5 seconds without getting soaked to the bone. Uh, how long is this going to last, anyway?
You don't have to be a meteorologist to figure out that all the roads out of here are going to be flooded. Looks like I'm here for a bit...hunkered down at the internet station at the McCafe at McDonalds.
I can't believe I was trunking it in glassy waves 16 hours ago. What happened to the salad days? and where have all the flowers gone?
Traveling teaches you patience. time to repair some gear, send some emails, maybe even start thinking about what I'm going to do When The Trip Ends. {shudder}
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