I was sleeping in the boat house when the edge of hurricane Ike arrived. I woke at 3:30, convinced tree upon tree would fall across the road and I'd never be able to get out. Back to sleep, awakened at 5:30 by the loudest BOOM! Up with my flashlight to see a rotten birch tree, downed by wind, 3" from my car, leaning against the boat house. Here's the hole it made in the roof. The hole goes all the way through the plywood sub-roofing inside. Poop. These things always seem to happen to my family (but we still have the best cabin).
I beat a hasty retreat to my house and parked my car as far away from any tree that I could. Whew! Escape crisis averted.
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