Thursday night, what a night. The wind was blowing non-stop. I don't freak out about wind, I know it sets a lot of people on edge, but not me. So although the house was shaking and the rain was stinging the windows, it was all cool. After all, I lived in Colorado with the Chinook winds and in Southern California with the dreaded Santa Annas. No big deal.
When I looked out the window I could see waves braking the entire length of Dogbar Breakwater. I had some extra time so I grabbed my camera and headed out to Eastern Point.
On the way there was a lot of debris in the roads and some limbs were down. When I got to work, my cell phone buzzed. It was the Gloucester Red Alert call. There were at least 79 trees down. Even on the grounds, there were two young, healthy scrub pine trees uprooted and another shredded.
Yes, I've lived through Nor'easters, this one was pretty fierce.