Posted on 09/27/2008 8:05:26 PM PDT by HAL9000
Essayist E. B. White, perhaps best known as the author of the book Charlotte's Web (New York: Harper, 1952), wrote an article entitled "The Eye of Edna" in which he described riding out Hurricane Edna in a cabin on the coast of Maine in 1954.
Every once in awhile = Gloria in 1985 was pretty wild - and "Bob" in 1991 did $212 million in damages.
Since "Bob", I bought a house in the woods - tall pines, poplars and maples too close to house for comfort - lost a few, with one on house, in the 1998 Ice Storm...
I'm tying everything down, filling up my oil lamps and got my wood-box full...
My oldest son, in Houston, just got his power back.
OUR WINDSWEPT CORRESPONDENTS. Report on hurricane Edna's visit to the Maine Coast. The radio either lets Nature alone or gives her the full treatment, as it did at the approach of the storm. The idea, of course, is that the radio shall perform a public service by warning people of a storm that might prove fatal; and this the radio certainly does. But another effect of the radio is to work people up to an incredible state of alarm many hours in advance of the blow, while they are still fanned by the mildest zephyrs. One of the victims of Hurricane Edna was a civil-defense worker whose heart failed him long before the wind threatened him in the least.
Whitewater rafting on the Penobscot. Cathedral and Knife Edge, five times. Deer, moose, grouse hunting. Chasing after brook trout. Snowmobiling, cross-country skiing.
Got old, moved on :(
but did you forget the best “LOBSTAR” in the world?
The Saxby Gale.
Essayist E. B. White, perhaps best known as the author of the book Charlotte's Web (New York: Harper, 1952), wrote an article entitled "The Eye of Edna" in which he described riding out Hurricane Edna in a cabin on the coast of Maine in 1954.
My wife's grandmother wrote a poem about that storm. "Edna In A Hurry Came".
Stop it now, yah Mainah. Y'making me drool. Stop it!
I never forgot that little traffic circle near Kittery Trading Post, that had all those little tourist food shops.
I asked one of the proprietors how to get to KTP. He glanced down and saw that my truck had a ME licence plate, and treated me like I was an Idiot! LOL.
"Well hell you take a left here and a right there, go down to the second tree on the left, look to your right, see the barn there and turn left again you can't miss it! What the hell is wrong with you????"
(Paraphrase, of course).
Or when we'd show up at a certain fishing place.
The ol' veteran Mainas would see us strangers and start talking out loud among themselves, "Ya seen any them Atlantic Salmon up heah lately?"
"Nooo, nooo, haven't seen a one. None around heah, nooo, noooo." LOL
I have photos of boats tethered to a dock in the morning. And we came back in the afternoon, and these boats were sitting in the mud, and we saw the dock was on 20-foot pilings. Sheez.
In 2000, I ate at a restaurant in Houston where crawfish are cooked in big outdoor pots like thte ones at the lobster stands on the road to Bar Harbor.
Is the press overplaying this a little?
The predicted path going north from this latitude is very strange to me... and so far it is panning out that way.
That is one wild party. You'd see 20 people dancing on top of folding tables, then one of the legs would cave in, and they'd all go sliding down into piles of crawfish shells, laughing their butts off.
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