by Byron100 » Mon 24 Sep 2007, 16:49:46
$this->bbcode_second_pass_quote('Heineken', 'Y')es, when you drive down our road you leave in your wake streamers of dust. The trees themselves are dusty and sere. The dogwoods are wilted. The grass is brown and crisp. The small streams are dried up. A big lake near here (Lake Anna) is dropping fast. When you dig a hole, there's no soil moisture to be found. The sun blinds and dominates all.
If there ever is a valid reason to be negative, this is it :/ And to think this is happening in
Virginia of all places.
This brings to mind a rather traumatic experience I had back in 1998, when we were living in South Florida, and we made a trip to visit my partner's mother who lived in a small town in the northern part of the state for the 4th of July. Where we lived at the time, in Ft. Lauderdale, things weren't so bad, hot and a bit dry, but nothing compared to what was happening up north, which was having its worst heat wave and drought of all time, along with massive wildfires that were burning through vast areas of forestland.
On the day we set out to drive north, they had closed the major north-south interstate (I-95) and canceled the Daytona 500 race, due to the fires advancing eastward towards the coast. But me having a nonchalant attitude about it all ("Oh, it's just a bunch of smoke, they're just over-reacting, oh, the fires can't be THAT bad, etc."), I insisted that we go anyway, since we had the time off work and so forth.
As we drove north, it got hotter and hotter, the landscape looking browner and browner, and as we approached Orlando, we could see the massive clouds of smoke on the northern horizon. When we stopped for gas, it was 100 degrees outside and I felt like a fly being roasted under a magnifying glass. Then I saw the daily newspaper for sale...which featured in enormous doomsday type: PRAY FOR RAIN. My partner asked me, "are you sure you want to go on?" My answer was, well, if the if road up to Palatka is open, it should be safe, the fires being to the east and south of there.
So we kept going. The clouds of smoke grew ever larger and more ominous, and there were firetrucks *everywhere.* This was when I realized that the wildfires were a lot more than just media hype...this was some serious stuff that was going on here. But we wanted to keep going...otherwise it'd been 8 hours of driving wasted for nothing. So we left the environs of Orlando and got on the road that led to our destination, the only one that was still open in that region of the state....straight into the fire zone. There was a news truck in front, and a fire vehicle in back (from what I remember)...so I felt safe enough to just keep going. But the smoke kept getting thicker and thicker, making our eyes burn and it was increasingly difficult to see ("No wonder why they closed the Interstate!"). Then we slowed to a crawl as the smoke got *really* thick (yeah, I'd be a fool to say I wasn't shitting my pants at this point...LOL) and there was actual flames burning right up on both sides of the road...ash flying everywhere and the flames clawing menacingly at our tires....yikes!!
And then it cleared right up, the vegetation still untouched, the smoke receding in the rear view mirror. Our lonely caravan of three then joined up with a constant line of cars in the process of evacuating into Palatka away from the fire zone....something like 40,000 people pouring into a town of 10,000 population. When we got to my partner's mother's house, we got chewed out like no tomorrow, "But we didn't know it was that bad!" we kept telling her...LOL.
That very evening, as I was trying to convince my extremely worried mother on the phone that I was okay where I was, the skies opened up and it started pouring down rain. And it rained and rained, huge thunderstorms that rolled right across the fire zone.
If it wasn't for the rain (which continued each day hence, inches and inches of it) and the heroic efforts of thousands of firefighters from 40-some-odd states, those wildfires would have combined into one massive firestorm and marched all the way to the east coast of Florida, which would have been one of the biggest disasters the United States would have seen up to that time. So not only was it a very close call for me personally, it was an extremely close call for a whole lot of other people as well
Of all the calamities that Nature is capable of meting out, drought and and its deadly companion, fire, is by far the worst. Gimme a flood any day of the week, I'll take it. Gladly. But extreme drought, leading to firestorms...that's the most horrifying thing to contemplate of all...everything else that gets bantered about on this site just does not compare. Not even close.
Heineken, and all the other good folks who live in the wonderful state of Virginia, I really, really hope you see some good rain...and SOON, goddammit.