I figured I’d get another flood photo in to go with the theme (though if we don’t get more rain soon, I think I’ll have to hunt for drought pictures…).
I grew up in Rio Dell and watched part of one of the north bridges go again in… I think it was the winter of 1986. Trees and stumps and other debris began to pile up on one side of the bridge, and I wondered why they didn’t get a crane in there and remove it all (anyone could see that the bridge wouldn’t withstand the force). At the time it didn’t occur to me that there might not be a crane that big in Humboldt County. And if there was, that such an operation would be way too dangerous. And so the river took the bridge.
I know floods are expensive, and tragic for those who get injured or lose their lives, but that much water is… awesome. When I was young, during flood events I’d watch whole trees float down the Eel. Our house was above the river and we had a great view.
We get all caught up in controlling our lives, but all it takes is one natural “disaster” to remind us of how powerless we really are. I find it very humbling (and a bit of a relief, actually) .