The other night as the storm approached I went outside and pulled my hammock down and tucked it into storage. It had been a warm humid day and the towering cumulus had been building all through the late afternoon. This storm had been created some 100 miles down Lake Ontario and had pushed its way west till it funneled into the St. Lawrence River and the 1000 Islands. Like most summer evening storms, they roll through and are gone as fast as they came. This storm rained down, lightning hitting the Islands on the river and then we heard the wind. We could hear it through the forest to the west of us and when it got to our RV it was too late to worry about the awning we had out. Our location, sheltered as we were in the trees kept the winds effect minimized down near ground level so the awning was doing fine.
Then came the sound of a tree cracking followed by the breaking sound they make as the trunk rips apart. It was coming down and what was frightening is that it sounded close. The next sound never came. That familiar branch crashing and thud as a tree crashes through its neighbors to the forest floor.
Paula and I quickly got the rain gear and flashlights. For certain our RV had been spared, but flashlights confirmed our truck had not fared so well. A few phone calls followed the next morning and before long we had the truck back on the road and the trailer moved to a my brothers Father-in-Laws till the truck can get fixed, hopefully. Insurance should cover the damage, which is significant, but we are under a time crunch. Tomorrow we hop a flight to Italy and its back to work for me in Albenga, Italy. We can only hope that “Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there” for us, and that this gets handled today. Wish us luck !