Now it is looking a bit scary.
Recent storms have consistently come ashore sa little to the east of the projected path … which puts Gulfport, and us, right in it’s path.
As usual, Amy and I were indecisive about whether we would evacuate. We have had a couple of near-misses – Ivan, Dennis – where we evacuated for nothing more than some strong winds and a little rain.
Amy’s mum called “are you goiung to evacuate? It looks bad!”. Amy wanted to finish a little work, then we drove into Gulfport to pick up some dogfood so we had plenty for the dogs if we had to evacuate.
Gulfport was already closed up. Nowhere was open – not Walmart, not MacDonalds, not even Waffle House!!!
We know a hint when we see one. We drove home, had lunch and Amy looked up recommended evacuation routes on the internet. We picked a seemingly obscure route that took us about 30 miles round our normal route – straight up 49 to Jackson – but it seemed like it was a wise move as we travelled. The roads were mostly empty.
Somewhat worryingly there seemed to be few people on the route we took that had or was evacuating. There was evidence of scores of hurricane parties though …