Sunday, pre-Sandy. Pulled our kayaks out of the storage room, which is sure to flood. How calm the Sound is… can’t say as much for everyone’s mood.
Sunday afternoon’s high tide deposited mussel shells on the HHYC beach.
What’s wrong with THIS picture? If you said, spring blossoms at Halloween, you’d be right. If you said, global warming is a myth, you’d be far (er, far gone) in that particular direction…Did we mention, there’s a hurricane on the way whose name begins with “S”— well into the 2012 alphabet?
New growth in autumn. The sky darkens on Sunday afternoon as we take our kayaks home.
A last look at the boathouse from Manor Park. Fingers crossed, it’ll still be there 48 hours from now!
So this is where we refer you to previous post… Sandy caused a 13-foot storm surge at nearby Kings Point (that’s 13 feet higher than it would have been, for a given tide—in this case, “spring tide,” i.e., full moon, factored in). That’s enough to collapse the deck of the boathouse (above left); separate the working dock in front of kayak room from the building; make a shambles of the kayak storage room; and pitch the large, colorful tree at right—and attached sidewalk—into the Sound.
October 30. We ventured out for a walk and encountered others out for a wade.
Manor Park
Down one tree and a chimney.
Metro North engineers inspecting damage along the New Haven line. Perhaps you noticed mid-hurricane fireworks.
Pryer Lane
On the way home, we passed a haunted house…
