Ok, so we have decamped to a local hotel — one with a generator. As of yesterday, I’d say about a third of the people who live on our little peninsula had opted to brave out the storm. Right now, with Hurricane Sandy still hundreds of miles away, the winds are howling. It is just beginning to rain. The storm surge at Bridgeport, which is just about 15 miles east of us, is pretty alarming. I am writing at 8:30 a.m. High tide isn’t until noon. Already there is more than 3.5 feet of residual water backup in the Sound.
Yesterday, we had about 11 knots of northeasterly wind. That’s ticked up a good bit now.
And the air pressure is like nothing I’ve ever seen.
As it happens, I just read our daughter (aetat 4 3/4) The Wizard of Oz. This isn;t Kansas, but — smart kid —she is regarding the advent of this cyclone with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. We took a walk by the water yesterday a high tide. The water was already splashing against the top of the sea wall. This is going to be one heck of a storm.