It was the sound of blowers and not generators that greeted the dawn yesterday. Thank goodness. The place is a mess. Leaves everywhere. The roof looks like it was thatched but at least we have power. I gave up trying to sweep it all up. Mother Nature's going to have to help me out here and dry it up a bit first.
Down by the water is was a different story. The Sea Gate townhouses really look like the gate to the sea. What a mess.
The big community pier has a lot of damage on the lower levels. The water is never this high usually. Far from it. You can walk from the shore out here and never get your shirt wet. The water is all still pushing in from the south and mad as hell about it.
There's a lot of debris on the beach. Someone's going to be looking for their crab pots. Sad thing is that there are crabs in them. Poor things. Wrong place, wrong time.
It was a little hard to get around town. You needed a canoe.
The main street looked like a big swimming pool.
While The Mister went and got coffee Pup and I watched people trying to drive through that mess while I tried to do some knitting. Then Pup fell off the bench when she saw The Mister with a bag of muffins. She hurt her bad leg so we had to go home and ice it.......
..but not before we checked out the marina. Those yellow posts are where the boat ramps are. You don't even have to leave the parking lot to put your boat in-if you're crazy enough to put your boat in that angry bay. We were watching a crab boat rocking and rolling out there and it was making me sick from the shore. I took all these photos at about 11:00 and it was still only low tide. High Tide wasn't until 3:30. I bet that was interesting.