Hurricane Charley
Wow! Now that was a wild storm! I've been meaning to write something here for awhile, but I've been really busy since the storm hit in August. One storm after another.. It was grueling, but today I'm definitely better prepared for the next storm. This hiatus from this blog has given me time to sort out everything that happened August 13th and since.
Hurricane Charley
August 13th, 2004 (Port Charlotte, Florida) - My wife and I didn't prepare for this storm. I managed to scrounge up the last of the duct tape and masked our rear sliding glass door. Everyone expected this storm to make land near Tampa, but it didn't happen that way. When I heard the newscaster say the eye veered east and headed for N. Fort Myers, I knew it would more likely make land in Charlotte County.
I was entertaining thoughts about blogging the Hurricane while collecting video of the storm, but I also considered my wife & 2yo daughter. I compromised and blogged a few briefs as the storm approached, but I knew it would end when we lost power.
My parents were also concerned about the storm surge and wanted us to evacute to their home 7 miles away on higher ground. Our home resides betweem the Peace & Myakka rivers and is surrounded by canals. My parent's live in a heavily wooded area of town and I didn't like the idea of trees falling around us, so we decided to stay put.
As the storm approached, I sent my wife and daughter to our safe room (the bathroom). My wife prepared it ahead of time and it was well padded with no windows and no exterior walls. I decided to wait out the storm in the living room and prepare for trouble. It didn't take long for trouble to find me. The front door was banging as the storm approached. The howling behind that door was wicked with the sounds large trees cracking in half and moving down the street. I'd mumble "that didn't sound good" to the worst offending noises.
Now, after seeing the storm track map it's obvious our home was being battered by the eye wall the whole time. As Charley moved up the Peace River toward Arcadia the winds change direction and started hitting the back of the house. I moved to the kitchen to check on the sliding glass doors. It was the waskest spot and I didn't like what I was seeing. The glass bowed to the wind and I was nervous it would explode. So, I did the most stupid thing in the universe and held the door. Yes, I've heard the horror stories.. I got lucky and don't recommend it unless you have a death wish.
I kept a close look out for flying debris and was prepared to clear out. Opening the door did ease the pressure during the heaviest gusts and it was scary.
Once the storm passed, the electric was out and we knew the running water would be contaminated. We still had phone service and I placed a call to my parents. The storm was still slamming them and their roof was leaking badly. My 87yo grandmother had just cleared out of her bedroom before the ceiling collapsed destroying two rooms. I inspected our home and was pleased we only lost our lania screens and some facia & soffets. Our yard was littered in debris with shingles from our neighbor's roofs, branches and assorted crap. It filled many many cans of garbage which sat roadside until Thanksgiving.
After the storm, my parents needed me to take pictures of their damage for insurance. What normally is a 15 minute drive turned into an obstacle course. The entire town was ripped to shreds. Everywhere you could see was littered with trees, branches, powerlines, traffic signals, and assorted garbage. Many of the roads were impassable and hunted for alternate routes. People were just emerging from their homes and they were dazed by the destruction. Trailers flipped over, trees toppled on roofs & cars. I had to park at the end of the street and walk in to my parent's property. Dozens of oaks trees had given in to the wind and blocked in the homes. My father & brother were already out clearing the path with a chainsaw. Two giant oaks gave up their canopes and fell on the driveway. Luckily, my dad had is '89 Camaro Convertible in the shop for restoration. It would have been flattened. They moved the other car in the garage and parked the van snug against the house. Again.. very lucky when the branches missed it by inches! Here are pictures taken immediately after the storm. My parent's home suffered $70,000 in damages. My home is still awaiting repairs.
That evening we fell asleep as soon as it went dark. The next morning I knew we'd have no power or water for days. The baby wouldn't be able to handle the heat and stress, so we moved in with my wife's grandmother in North Port. Even though it's only a 15 minute drive awsy, North Port was not significantly damaged by the storm.
I remarked to my wife how even the cheap political campaign signage still upright & intact compared to Charlotte County where I witnessed electric poles snapped in two like toothpicks. After unpacking, we decided to return to Port Charlotte with supplies and a hot meal for my parents when our car engine started to smoke & sieze.
My wife wondered what was making the horrible noise only for me to tell her it was our car. Ugh! Thankfully, my wife's mother let us borrow her car for the week and we rented her a econo car to drive until we found a replacement.
Electric and water were restored a week later. We are glad to be home and we'll never forget the wrath of Charley on Friday the 13th.
