Tropical Storm Arthur

In the car, rushing to see the sunset

In the car, rushing to see the sunset

These clouds seemed to just hang above my head.

These clouds seemed to just hang above my head.

Cloudy with showers, that’s what the weather board had said. I would have prepared better if I knew we were getting a tropical storm! It began to rain that evening and by ten o’clock the rain was torrential. It sounded like a thousand elves on the roof of the pop-up using little jack hammers, the noise kept everyone awake most of the night. 

In the morning the rain was still pouring down as we surveyed the damage. My new Coleman rain shelter was filled with water and the legs were a mass of twisted metal. Everything contained water, I couldn’t light the stove to make coffee because it was full. All I wanted to do was get out of there and then a horrible thought occurred to me; the kayak that was on top of the car was filled with water too! Now that would certainly decrease your gas mileage.

I tried to pull the kayak off from the back but it wouldn’t budge. I climbed up to the roof of the car and tried to push it from the front. At first I thought this wasn’t going to work either. Finally I made a little progress and then a little more. When it was halfway off I ran around to the back of the car again and pulled down – kayak and gallons of water came crashing off the car, I was completely soaked and had narrowly missed being beaned in the head by the flying Kayak but at least now we could go to town.

The drive to town looked like a hurricane, trees and power lines were down and crews already trying to clean up. Throughout the day it began to clear and by the time we got back the sun was out. We did campsite cleanup for several hours and at dusk Robin asked if there was a good place to see the sun set. Bass Harbor is beautiful so we jumped in the car and raced there. We were amply rewarded as you can see from the photos.

The next day we had to pack to leave and of course it was a gorgeous day! I don’t think I’ve ever left Acadia in the rain. Robin is returning to Delmar with a carload of things I have culled to try to lighten my load a bit.  Maya and I are headed up to Fundy National Park in New Brunswick Canada. More wind and waves for us!

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The water in the cove is on fire.

The water in the cove is on fire.

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About Pamela

I received an MFA with a concentration in printmaking from State University of New York at Albany in 1981. Upon completing my graduate degree I traveled to Barcelona, Spain for a year, apprenticing with paper artist Laurence Barker. While working in Spain I combined my new papermaking skills with woodblock prints and created a new body of work. I have shown extensively on the East Coast including a solo show at Amos Eno gallery in NYC. I have been teaching art to both adults and children for over forty years including working as an adjunct professor at Russell Sage College and as a public school art teacher.
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4 Responses to Tropical Storm Arthur

  1. MDM's avatar MDM says:

    Bay Of Fundy. Should be really unusual as a locale. I’ve certainly never been so far north. Maybe some shimmering-curtain northern light displays will make a ghostly appearance on a night when a warm front comes through.

  2. MDM's avatar MDM says:

    Hurricane ANDREW ?? Um, it was Tropical Storm Arthur, last Friday, evening time, much much rain & high-velocity wind. Dangerous. It was all over the news. Worried about you being on the NE coast at the time — now it’s Tuesday afternoon, four entire days later.

  3. MDM's avatar MDM says:

    Hurricane ANDREW ?? Um, it was Tropical Storm Arthur, last Friday, evening time, much much rain & high-velocity wind. Dangerous. It was all over the news. Worried about you being on the NEcoast at the time — now it’s Tuesday afternoon, four entire days later.

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