Thursday, April 9, 2009

Red River of the North

Well.. this is a little late. I had hoped on posting this two weeks ago when the Red River was cresting but just didn't get around to it. Interestingly, any news of the outcome of homes and businesses that were damaged by the river flooding is no longer headline news. Basically, as with most disaster related news, the event happens and gets full coverage but after its' climax news coverage just "dwindles away". It's like it didn't even happen to the world outside of the area of devastation. I wonder what happened in Fargo/Moorhead after the waters receded. How much damage?

Anyway, I'll post these now because I need to get them off my desktop.

Before is the left image. During is the right image.

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Friday, January 30, 2009

Ice Storm '09

Our Backyard. August 2006.


The storm became visible Monday afternoon with ice starting to accumulate on cars. By late Monday night the weather seemed to be progressing like any other winter storm we've had since our arrival in Arkansas - speculation of intensity; a teaser. Turns out it was a creeper.

Early Tuesday morning (5:30AM early), I was awoken by my annoying vibrating phone announcing an incoming email, text, call or some other digital leash. I got a text followed by a voice mail followed by an email - sure, in that order. This was a first in getting notifications from the university via my phone. They all informed of a campus-wide closure on Tuesday.

It rained heavily Tuesday morning, then by early afternoon the precipitation had turned to freezing rain, then heavy freezing rain. By Tuesday evening, the weather moved on to sleet. Snow was to follow overnight. With at least 1/2 inch of ice accumulation on trees by Tuesday evening, the over-stressed trees synchronously (it seemed) began to bend until ultimately limbs began cracking, snapping and crashing down with a bang - mostly in the yard, but every 30 minutes or so a loud thud on the roof could be heard, alerting us to pause the movie and inspect. During one such inspection we discovered that one of the loud bangs was a felled tree in our backyard.

Tuesday evening. The first tree goes down.



Considering the neighborhood-wide cacophony of falling branches and trees, I rightly assumed that I would get another 5:30AM call announcing the closure of the university a second day. Sure enough, the text, voice mail, email barrage came on time and campus was closed on Wednesday. By this time, the storm had passed and we were left with destruction.

Wednesday morning. Two felled trees, two split trees.
"A Tree Graveyard"


The temperature on Wednesday hovered around 25F and kept things iced over throughout the day and overnight into Thursday morning. Surely, I thought, the university will be open on Thursday. Not so. The Thursday morning digital combination announced that the university will be closed on both Thursday and Friday.

By around 2PM, when the sun had warmed the temperature above freezing, I realized why the campus was closed for two more days. All the ice that was now packed in the trees, dangling on wires, or hanging around building edges had been formed into dangerous "ice daggers" waiting to fall on unsuspecting pedestrians. Throughout the day tree branches were still continuing to break, but now, with the weight of melting ice, 1 inch think sheets of ice were also smashing to the ground with the branches.

Thursday afternoon. The ice melts revealing lots of work and a new backyard.



Internet went down quick, around Tuesday afternoon and came back up Thursday afternoon, then was down again until Saturday evening. Power was out variously citywide. No roof damage and no car damage. Just a foreseeable giant bonfire and a new, less shady, backyard.

More photos at flickr.

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Friday, December 26, 2008

Christmas Day - Hiking at Devil's Den

Some pictures from a Christmas Day hike out to Yellow Rock in Devil's Den with some fine examples of erosional forces, exacerbated by trail use.


left - Upper trail as it exits onto Yellow Rock.
right - Looking SE from atop Yellow Rock, Lee Creek at base




Lower trail as it exits onto Yellow Rock.

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Friday, December 12, 2008

Winter Break

So, this winter break I was offered a job doing some site re-evaluations in the Boston Mountains west of Mountainburg, Arkansas in the lower Ozarks. Perfect, I thought... make some extra money over the winter break and get to hike around in the mountains for a couple weeks. I start this Sunday so I figured I would check the weather for the next several days, since I'll be outside the entire time.

Unfortunately, the forecast isn't what I was hoping for. It looks like a cold front is coming in on the exact day I start.

It's going to be a cold one.

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Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Only In Austin...

Tom Hughes Park on Lake Travis, formally (and always to me) known as Marshall Ford. After a day of floating in the lake drinking cerveza Tecáte and enjoying the Austin heat, I was no longer white... simply red - and I'm not talking about Red Hucknall and the boys.

It was a great July 4th, 2008.

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Saturday, February 2, 2008

A Day of Snow

Living in Fayetteville has changed our relationship with the seasons. In Austin, we got only two seasons - hot and warm. Around here, we get a nice mix of all four seasons. Our first introduction to this was last winter where I remember on several occasions the thermostat in my car measuring 10 degrees on my way to class. That certainly was a shock to our central Texas bio-systems. However, as we roll into our second winter season in Fayetteville, we are enjoying our first snowfall and expecting a few more to visit us before the winter season turns to a perfect spring.

Where the city of Austin would have shut down completely, things happened as usual around here with not much of a stir. Sharon headed into work the next day and I went into the field. It was quite nice for me being down along the Mulberry River working in a picturesque setting - albeit for very violent reasons - listening to the river move downstream interspersed with a subtle cacophony of remote sensing equipment beeping and investigators qualms about informant details. Odd, I know, but something different...a major benefit of field work.


Bubba and Jenny explored the fresh snow but not for very long.

Our eerie backyard filled with wintery ghosts and ghouls.

Sharon heading out to work. Same routine, different colors.

My drive into the Ozark National Forest to work in the morning.

Not many people drive down this road, regardless of the season.

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