Only a couple large gusts hit me (peek I heard from the wx station was 50 knots). It was unnerving as hell hearing them roar through the valley, the noise of the tree's growing more intense until they finally blasted the trailer. About half way through I moved the truck closer and tied up one side of the tent. The other side I bungied to a big ass tree. This doesn't sound all that bad except for the sideways rain and the fact I saw my first up close bear in the river behind the campground. I lost track of the amount of times I looked over my shoulder or did a double take at the shadows. Side note, I absolutely despised the only other camper at the campground - a rental truck bigfoot camper. To here his generator run at 7am the next morning was beyond annoying.
It was a wet night all in all. Wind forced water through every seam of the tent, barely had enough dry space to lay diagonally without getting water boarded. Poor dog got the worst of it, but he was closest to the heater, so a fair trade I think. Next day I packed up the wet tent /stuff and headed anywhere else - I was not staying in that wet valley another night! On the road I was finally able to get wx stations from Anchorage and other regions but didn't hear about the storm damage until I found internet access. Comms are rough with the never ending mountains (well, I'm assuming there were mountains, the cloud ceiling was insanely low )
I'm now down in Homer through the weekend. Nice and sunny today and with everything dry once again - I'm looking forward to some R&R.
Until next time...
