The wind storm was unlike anything I’ve yet experienced on this little mountain top. Beyond the physical, it shook me in many ways.
Four more steel plates are en route for the west facing wall. It was studied most of the night and morning, and it ebbed and flowed with the gusts. Were not for the two existing plates, I am unsure the result.
I met the folks that bought the big place on Spangle. Met might not be the right word, but we worked together for a couple of hours and cut, moved and cleaned up about twenty five downed trees blocking Schierl. The broken finger didn’t enjoy the chainsaw, and somewhere along the way my fancy new aluminum splint vanished.
Sadly, we lost many live trees and I lost one majestic live one out of only eight left out front. The roads are not normal, but they are passable, from here to either gate. If anyone is en route I do recommend bringing your chainsaw, with extra gas are bar oil. It was quite an adventure.
