February 25th 2010 the day after I turned 49. It is the first storm since moving onto the little Hill in Hollis that had wind strong enough to shake the cabin. I heard it gusted to 60 miles an hour. The rain was reported as being as heavy as 6 inches in 8 hours in some locations nearby. I do not know what they think Hollis received specifically but there was a bit of rain. It rain down the walls of the cabin on the east side where there is still a piece of Log siding missing from the top section where they had to decapitate the cabin in order to move it down the road.
As a matter of fact this is the East Side! Click here to see more pictures of moving day 2006.
Anyway the piece of siding has not been replaced yet for some reason. and a couple times a year we get slammed with an all rain nor' Easter and we get wet. Luckily we can catch it all before it gets below main level and blotches the plaster board of the lower level walls. It just makes interesting "character marks" on the inside face of the logs:
I always have to take down the paintings and then put them back. Anyhoo . . . I had to take a trip out on Friday to fetch my repaired chain saw (had a couple of trees down on fence lines to remove) in Buxton and I snapped some pictures while out and about and being re-routed due to downed trees and such. There was one spot that due to the traffic as I was swept along in a line of about 8 cars and wasn't able to get a picture. It was at the intersection of 4A and 112 where we had to drive under downed wires by going off pavement into the west bound lane of 112 just west of 4A (Low's variety store intersection). I fit in the pick-up truck but I don't think anyone much taller would have. Below is 160 Deerwander rd. Hollis
Below is the dam at Bar Mills on rt. 4A. I had to get a photo here for Dan's Mom Sarah--since becoming aware recently of how often she snaps pictures from this spot on her travels out to do the book keeping for Dan. I couldn't help standing there for a while just hearing the roar and trying to feel the power of all that water. It's impossible to image. I watched huge trees come over that damn like the twigs and leaves I used to sail on streams in spring as a child. Trees that must have been 20 - 25 inches in diameter and I have no idea how tall, stripped of branches from their tumble down river. Hugely powerful. Hard to draw myself away--but for the need to get back and get the work done.