I'll be back for a bit, been in town for the last couple weeks, but since it is hunting season, and there are so many things to see, it is hard to sit still long enough to download pics from my trip to Mississippi...
So, to start with, I did put up a post from a hotel I was at on my journey down south, but after many changes of places for us to start, we ended up in Gulfport Mississippi to put up shelters.
The whole area was like working in a huge garbage dump.
What amazed me is the coverage that was put on New Orleans and that which wasn't put on Mississippi...
New Orleans had really only been flooded, Mississippi really got hammered.
At Waveland where we were doing most of our work, a thirty foot wave went three miles inland, as it washed back into the gulf, another one came in and spun absolutely every thing inside of a half mile of the water and for miles up and down the coast.
It looked like a war zone, which I will post pictures of over the next few weeks as I recount my visit into the wastelands that are now the Mississippi coast.
This is what we were greeted with for our housing, which was OK to a point, but there wasn't a lot of privacy, of course we didn't go down there for that any way.
We left Montana with the highs in the low 50's, and entered our new home away from home in the mid to upper 90's and an RH of 88 plus.
The mobile fire kitchen was still indoors because it was hiding from Rita, which kept the temps up to a very warm sleep for a couple day's, then they moved it outside, put in air conditioning and this all seemed to help a bit for the rest of the stay.
We were pretty lucky, this bay was always pretty empty, while thru a door to the side, a space of the same size was plumb full of Red Cross people, it looked as if they weren't having any fun at all, next to that was a bay that was usually a third full from FEMA people and the fourth space contained camp logistics.
Our first day out, we got to do a little sight seeing before we ended up at the place we had to work, the storm Rita had filled the road into where we had to go with debris and made it impassable.
Here is some of the things we got to see when we were driving around.
There were a lot of boats that met the same fate, most couldn't be found, or I spied them way out in the middle of no where miles from shore, hiding in the trees and brush.
Here’s one that tried to get away and didn't quite make it...
A lawn tractor hiding it's head in the sand, wishing it hadn't seen what it had...
This guy owned not only this couple of tractors, but 4 vintage Corvettes and some assorted motorcycles that would have been then envy of any one.
You can see one of the vets in the background plus a couple of vehicles we traveled down in.
This van obviously had seen better days, but not this day...
So, to start with, I did put up a post from a hotel I was at on my journey down south, but after many changes of places for us to start, we ended up in Gulfport Mississippi to put up shelters.
The whole area was like working in a huge garbage dump.
What amazed me is the coverage that was put on New Orleans and that which wasn't put on Mississippi...
New Orleans had really only been flooded, Mississippi really got hammered.
At Waveland where we were doing most of our work, a thirty foot wave went three miles inland, as it washed back into the gulf, another one came in and spun absolutely every thing inside of a half mile of the water and for miles up and down the coast.
It looked like a war zone, which I will post pictures of over the next few weeks as I recount my visit into the wastelands that are now the Mississippi coast.
This is what we were greeted with for our housing, which was OK to a point, but there wasn't a lot of privacy, of course we didn't go down there for that any way.
We left Montana with the highs in the low 50's, and entered our new home away from home in the mid to upper 90's and an RH of 88 plus.
The mobile fire kitchen was still indoors because it was hiding from Rita, which kept the temps up to a very warm sleep for a couple day's, then they moved it outside, put in air conditioning and this all seemed to help a bit for the rest of the stay.
We were pretty lucky, this bay was always pretty empty, while thru a door to the side, a space of the same size was plumb full of Red Cross people, it looked as if they weren't having any fun at all, next to that was a bay that was usually a third full from FEMA people and the fourth space contained camp logistics.
Our first day out, we got to do a little sight seeing before we ended up at the place we had to work, the storm Rita had filled the road into where we had to go with debris and made it impassable.
Here is some of the things we got to see when we were driving around.
There were a lot of boats that met the same fate, most couldn't be found, or I spied them way out in the middle of no where miles from shore, hiding in the trees and brush.
Here’s one that tried to get away and didn't quite make it...
A lawn tractor hiding it's head in the sand, wishing it hadn't seen what it had...
This guy owned not only this couple of tractors, but 4 vintage Corvettes and some assorted motorcycles that would have been then envy of any one.
You can see one of the vets in the background plus a couple of vehicles we traveled down in.
This van obviously had seen better days, but not this day...
