Due to the pandemic I haven’t been doing much. Jett also hasn’t been doing much, either, but in her case it is more due to a real disease than a potential disease. The result is that I haven’t had much to report that wouldn’t fall squarely into the “really, truly boring” category.
We did, however, survive tropical storm Isaias Tuesday night. It ran up the NY/MA border pretty far to our west, so I wasn’t expecting much. But we got hit harder than I expected. Rather than 35 or 40 mph winds, we had some gusts over 50. Maybe even a few over 60. The RV was rocking pretty good. Or bad, if you don’t like your RV rocking (I don’t). Wednesday morning I took a tour of the campground, with Rusty. I counted 6 fallen trees. Fortunately, none fell on an RV. One RV may have received some fairly minor damage.
Lucky, I guess. But scarier than I expected.
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