The damage from yesterday’s hail storm seems even worse in the light of early day. The entire hamlet is a mess with big branches on main street. The tree across the alley behind the rig is broken in two.

I’ve received comments and emails about what not a big deal this was, how it wasn’t a tornado or golf ball sized. All I can say is that I have literally stared death right in the face barreling down a steep grade in my rig AND been held up at gunpoint and yesterday was still the scariest thing I have ever lived through.

The hail wouldn’t stop and the wind was so bad I could literally feel Miranda’s passenger side lifting. Neelix was flat on the floor, paws over his ears, eyes wide. There were no options for us. If the wind was bad enough to rock the rig, my little truck was no match for it. All I could do was grab him and hold him tight while I crawled into the loft, the only area with where the windows and roof hatches were covered, offering a measure of protection. Never mind how much louder the hail was lying so close to the roof.

I had no idea what I’d find outside. For all I knew, I’d find huge holes in my sidewalls or the roof. I’m not even sure I’m covered for hail damage.

At any rate, it looks like I made out okay. The internet isn’t working great and I don’t know if the antenna has damage inside or if it’s just a network overload issue.

The biggest damage is on the roof. My AC shroud is toast. It has huge holes in it. If it wasn’t so brittle, I’d just eternabond it, but any pressure will cause it to crumble. I am going to apply some white duct tape to it to keep it together and will order a new shroud from Amazon when I go to the states. Thank goodness for Amazon, those things are EXPENSIVE. 🙁

I lost a chance to do about four hours of work yesterday afternoon so now I’m scrambling to catch up. It’s hard to watch the neighbours cleaning up their yards, it makes me feel lazy, but my yard will keep while my work project is due very soon.