Friday, September 13, 2019

Rolling East. What Do You Mean Tornado Watch? In September?: The Estate Takes on Alaska

Copyright 2019, CABS for Reflections From the Fence

September 9, 2019

Departure. 10:15 temp. 72. Sprinkling. Sigh.   Long day of travel, 229?  Let cha know later on that. 

Rain stopped within 30 miles.  Lots of Black-eyed Susans to cheer me along. It’s not quite as dry here and they are flourishing. 

 BY the way, the microwave fix is holding. For now. Knock on wood.  

East of Council Bluffs, some really pretty farms.  Every acre for miles seems to be planted. Terraces. Neat rows, that may or may not be square. So pretty and the fields remind me of an Amish quilt. 

Spied a few nice old barns, this was the only one I could get a photo of.


Soy turning yellow.  Corn looking good, even saw a few fields that had started to turn a bit yellow. Some hay here, has been cut and baled. 

Two wind farms. Now I remember the windy part of Iowa. LOL. 


Yes, they were repairing or replacing parts.  Big parts, big cranes to help.


Huge ole grasshopper hit the windshield. He was bigly.  I flipped him off with the wipers. 

We pull off the road about 3:45 and it is hot and humid, Man’s glasses steamed up as soon as he stepped out of The Estate.  I now remember that part of Iowa!  

Within 10 minutes of pulling off the road as we are parking and setting up, we see dark clouds over yonder. A look a radar sends us to the hurry scurry mode of set up. 


Sometimes I should not look at the "danger triangle thingy", eh??  Not happy, tornados.  UGH  This screen capture was taken just after the storm hit.


The skies are angry and dark. Rain starts at 4:15. We rock, we roll, the rain is torrential.  There are a few small hail hits. Roads flooded in campground. And it is over for this round by 4:40.  There was another round, with only rain 10 minutes later.  Round three, heavier, came at 5:05. 

The photos of the storm were taken through windows on The Estate and were not digitally edited except for downsizing to post to Reflections.  Yes, indeed, the skies were that angry and the storm was snarky.  


Rain came down the windows in sheets, not drops. We were pleased to discover we had NO leaks after this storm. (I have no idea what that yellow blotch is.)


We ordered thin crust pizza and wings from the campground. They delivered. Man said the wings were good.  I say, so was the pizza. Thin crust and spicy enough to satisfy.


5, maybe 10 minutes later, the rains returned. (The pizza did not get wet.  Delivered in between downpours.)   This round of storms did not have that scary wind blasting us and bouncing us around.  Ya, NO wind!  But look at how dark those storm clouds are!  Good grief!





We drove 222 miles today.  


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