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After barely getting out of Venezuela before Hurricane
Ivan blocked all flights out this summer, we thought we had
escaped. But Ivan apparently wasn't giving up so easily! Not long after we returned, Ivan made his way up through
the Gulf of Mexico and barreled up into Alabama. The
"Redneck Riviera" region of the Gulf coast was pretty much
destroyed in places. And, by the time the hurricane reached
Huntsville, the winds were still pegging out at over 60
mph. We were amused when the entire state canceled classes for
the day, particularly given Huntsville's penchant for going
hysterical over the slightest chance of snow or tornado, but
it turned out the weather guys actually got this one
right. As the afternoon wore on, the winds picked up. The worst
of it wasn't supposed to hit until around 10pm, but it moved
in faster than expected and we ended up losing the tree in
the front yard at about 3pm. Fortunately, the half that came
down was the half facing the street, instead of the half
hanging toward the house! Dave came home from work, and with the help of the boys
and our neighbors across the street we got the worst of it
cleared out of the road before the height of the storm. The next day, the remaining half of the tree had to be
dealt with, since it was hanging ominously toward the house
and the trunk was obviously rotted to the point where it
wasn't going to stand long. There was only one thing to do,...Dave had to get a chain
saw. Don't you just hate situations like that! :-) With the decision (and the purchase) made, Dave and the
boys set about figuring out how exactly to cut the thing
down without damaging the house or themselves. As the
neighbors wandered by they offered lots of advise, and some
of it turned out to be quite fortunate, since our original
idea would surely have proved more exciting than we
intended. So, armed with power tools and good advice, we
tackled the task and when all was said and done, we came
away victorious! The city came by a few days later and
hauled away the remains, and all that's left (for now) is
the stump.




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