We had quite the storm here from Thursday into Friday. It was a Bomb Cyclone….What a name for a weather system. This storm reached from us in Nova Scotia down to Florida, if you would like to check out what it looked like this guy summed it up pretty good!
Our experience of the storm was pretty dramatic. Thursday school was canceled, the weather network had been calling for 20-30 cm of snow. It rained. And then rained some more. The wind picked up and I was like…why the heck did they cancel school…just some rain…but by 2-3pm the wind was so heavy our garbage bin was swept into the neighbor’s yard and our Xmas tree that was out for garbage delivery was flying down the road. Dad was on the chase. It was cool watching the wind and rain dance together, it looked like walls of rain being pushed along the road. I had tried to get some photographs but they weren’t turning out. One of those things that are hard to capture.
I had gone out the day before to grab extra food, gas for the generator, the necessities of getting through a winter storm, this was not my first rodeo of course. So our generator was all ready, dad and I had gotten it ready in the morning, before the massive wind gusts of 116km per hour. Our power was flickering all day and at 5pm, just before I was going to watch the news to see the damage around the province…Whump. No power. Darkness descends onto our area of Nova Scotia. We had been lucky so far, one of AJ’s friends hadn’t had power since 10am. I text hubby that our power has just gone out, he is on his way home, only to run back out into the storm to be at the fire station. He calls and tells me that both bridges in Halifax are shut down due to high winds…it must be bad when both bridges are shut down. So begins one of the longest nights I had experienced for a long time. I had not slept well the night before and was up early. We light our candles (I had a few ready just in case) and AJ and Nicole sit down and do some homework; I think I will just shut down our breaker every once and awhile, something about having no power that makes your children get along. Hubby has since gone to the fire station after retrieving our garbage bin from the neighbors and making sure the generator is ready to go. I didn’t want to turn it on until I had to. The kids are getting antsy by 8, I tell them to go over to the fire station to hang with their dad for a bit, it was set up as a safe zone for people without power. So AJ takes the truck and heads over there and they hang out for a few hours. I fall asleep while reading. Just your normal winter storm for Nova Scotia. It seems to have calmed down and the worst has passed…WRONG
This is when it turns ugly. When they return they are hungry and nervous. I’m a bit cranky, having lack of sleep and a little nap. So I snap a few times and Nicole’s anxiety is building. Her dad isn’t home, its dark, it’s scary, meanwhile, the wind is building back up. I try to go to bed while they stay up and play cards, everything is fine until AJ wants to go to bed…This is when Nicole panics. She has reached her breaking point. It is 1 am. Hubby is still at the fire station, and now I’m awake because I had some naps.
I then find his car keys in his pants that the kids have brought home, he had to change into uniform. So I tell him Nicole is panicking and we are coming over to bring his keys. They have power over there and getting her out of the house is a great idea. The wind is a little high, but I have driven in worse. We get there and she is calming down, we hang there for a bit and finally he can leave so we head home, about 2am. The dark house still freaks her out and she can not sleep. I lay beside her in our bed with hubby so he can get some shut eye and her eyes are as wide as pancakes. I know she won’t be sleeping tonight…It matters not because 5 minutes later his pager is going off. Power pole on fire…in the trailer park behind our house. He is off like a flash of lighting; which we have been watching all night (but it was actually transformers blowing all over our neighborhood) I tell Nicole lets watch. So behind our home we watch these power transformers blowing…building huge amounts of energy and they just releasing it, sparks cascading all around the homes. The fire trucks maintaining a safe distance, making sure no embers ignite on the home. AJ joins us, for she has not been sleeping yet either and we watch this electric light show for an hour or so. Meanwhile, the wind has built up so high that I can hear things beating against our roof. The wind direction has changed and the garbage that had gone flying one way is now going back down the road in the other direction. You can see the wind causing funnels of water and debris, and we are still seeing flashes of light throughout the darkness. We have pulled out our couch and AJ and her boyfriend are cuddled up on that and Nicole and I are on the couch side. Finally, around 5 am as we are softly talking and listening to the wind batter our home and think of their big sister in her highrise apartment downtown, and how much she hates the wind, Nicole succumbs to pure exhaustion. We finally get to go to sleep.
Hubby meanwhile responds to six different calls about transformers exploding in the darkness, and is only able to douse them once the power has been cut to them…He tells us later that on one occasion the supervisor tells them that it has been cut when it hadn’t and risked their lives by telling them this. One pole just kept catching on fire. This storm is why my husband became a fireman. When everyone else is huddled away in their homes, he is out there braving the elements, and I love him for it. He is one of the strongest and bravest people I have ever known. He got home around 6 and I found him crashed out in our bed around 8 am when I got up to go to the washroom.
Once we are all awake we get our generator going, have a coffee and plug in our fridge. Hubby tells us his stories of the night and tells us that on his arrival home he saw that we lost several shingles off our roof. I tell him I thought we lost some I could hear stuff flying off the roof last night…I had hoped it was leaves or branches. Turns out we lost about 10 shingles. All in all, we were pretty lucky. Some of his firefighting buddies had water leakages as well. Some people had trees crashing through their homes. Cape Breton at a tornado warning.
We weren’t expecting power again until Sunday evening. We were lucky, power was restored to us by Friday afternoon, and hubby’s brother came over Saturday morning and had our roof repaired by lunch. Hubby headed back out with his chief for a community event on the fire truck. Our Hectic ADHD, OCD life returns to normal, at least normal for us.
As far as storms go this was probably the most intense storm I have witnessed. There was Juan a few years ago but it didn’t seem to be as intense, or my memory has softened it with time. Hubby was out in that storm as well, helping neighbors and making sure people were ok. He wasn’t a firefighter at that time but loves being out in a storm. AJ wasn’t quite 5 and slept through the whole thing. This storm has reminded me that Global warming is happening. I worry about what we have done to our planet and what will happen in the future.
Did any of you experience any intense weather from the Bomb Cyclone?
Chill Mom Julia enjoying the peace and quite of a Sunday after the storm.