GCA-Newsletter_12_12.. - Gun Club of America
GCA-Newsletter_12_12.. - Gun Club of America
GCA-Newsletter_12_12.. - Gun Club of America
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<strong>12</strong><br />
Producer’s<br />
Cut<br />
by Keith Hezmalhalch<br />
AGI/<strong>GCA</strong> Executive<br />
Video Producer and<br />
New Age Sage<br />
11/29 Three-round Knock-out . . .<br />
As I begin, we are experiencing the first in a round <strong>of</strong> three<br />
rainstorms. This is good because we’ve been in a drought for<br />
8 years now. In that time we’ve only had one year with a<br />
normal rainfall (60 inches where I live). Our current total is<br />
behind where it should be for this time <strong>of</strong> year, but these<br />
storms promise to catch us up (hopefully!). In addition, I have<br />
to write in short sessions this month because I put my back<br />
out cutting up a tree on the driveway.<br />
An itch in time . . .<br />
When the tree fell, the landlord hiked the last quarter mile <strong>of</strong><br />
driveway to tell me. He said it was no more than <strong>12</strong> inches in<br />
diameter. If that’s true, I would only need 10 minutes to cut it<br />
enough to get by when I went to town later. I arrived at the<br />
tree dressed for town, not for extensive wood cutting! He had<br />
been wrong, the tree was nearly 2 feet in diameter, AND… it<br />
had no less than THREE Poison Oak vines the size <strong>of</strong> broom<br />
handles wrapped around it! Needless to say, even with<br />
returning to the house to change clothes and wash I got it<br />
bad! Then, when it’s nearly gone, I go to clear the REST <strong>of</strong> the<br />
tree and…VOILA, there goes my back! I couldn’t help but<br />
wonder whether it was the deer or the cougar I heard chuckling<br />
<strong>of</strong>f in the brush.<br />
11/30 Wow! . . .<br />
Yes storm #1 lived up to its expectations! It delivered 5.7" in<br />
24 hours. This may seem like a lot to you, but before the<br />
drought, we used to get 3 or 4 storms each year that would<br />
deliver 6 to 6.5" inches. However… it has been so long since<br />
we’ve even had 5" in one storm the media and many others<br />
are panicked. They think by round 3 there may be flooding.<br />
This could happen if the storms dump 5 inches in LESS than<br />
<strong>12</strong> hours, but I have never seen that happen in 24 years.<br />
Although it is possible, it is not likely due to the storm’s<br />
projected track. We’ll just have to wait and see! At least my<br />
wells are coming back to life and the deer are still noticeably<br />
absent.<br />
<strong>12</strong>/1 and all is well . . .<br />
As I write this we are in the “calm before the storm.” Run-<strong>of</strong>f<br />
from the last storm subsided within an hour after it passed.<br />
Upon inspection <strong>of</strong> my environs, I found that some gravel had<br />
washed away during the heaviest period <strong>of</strong> rain. It looks like<br />
there is work to be done to get my drainage system back to<br />
normal. I’m sure many <strong>of</strong> you can relate to this frustration.<br />
4:30 pm Uh, oh! . . .<br />
I am in the dark right now, the power just went out. At least<br />
there are a couple <strong>of</strong> hours <strong>of</strong> daylight left and one <strong>of</strong> my<br />
generators is ready. Oops! Gene’s wife just called (Gene is<br />
gone), she is concerned about the predictions <strong>of</strong> flooding. I<br />
am almost certain it won’t happen but . . . this is CERTAINLY<br />
one <strong>of</strong> those cases where an ounce <strong>of</strong> prevention is worth<br />
many pounds <strong>of</strong> flood-damaged <strong>of</strong>fice equipment and<br />
paperwork. I am now in a quandary. Should I watch and wait,<br />
or go NOW and move the firearms to safety?<br />
6:15 pm the light at the end <strong>of</strong> the tunnel . . .<br />
Wasn’t a train, it WAS three PG&E trucks and a road block!<br />
Light drizzle is falling and the power still out, I chose to go<br />
ahead and make the trip to town to move the guns. I was only<br />
50 yards from the city limits when I hit the road block and<br />
since my car couldn’t fly or swim, I had to go home. A huge<br />
tree was the cause <strong>of</strong> the outage, it had blocked the entire<br />
road just short <strong>of</strong> alternate routes. By the time I got home<br />
(6:45pm) the power was restored, Yay! I figured the tree<br />
would be cut up in a couple hours.<br />
8:45 pm If you believe that I’ve got a bridge to sell you!<br />
At this point I changed my strategy and decided to keep an<br />
ear to the storm during the night and not go to town unless it<br />
started dumping. This isn’t hard to do when you live in the<br />
forest, it’s easy to hear the rain. I called Suzy, “Hey you should<br />
be able to head on up, the tree should be cleared by now!” By<br />
9:15 I was getting worried. She should have been here by<br />
now! What had happened? The phone rang. She was back<br />
home. Not only had the TREE still been there, PG&E, the<br />
phone company and the city’s crew were still there! The road<br />
was still blocked but at least the power was back on.<br />
<strong>12</strong>/2, 4:30am If the rain falls in the forest . . .<br />
and no power is on, will you hear it? You guessed it! I woke<br />
up and not 30 seconds later… the power had gone out again!<br />
This time I had the honor <strong>of</strong> being the first person to report it<br />
(Thank God, if I hadn’t woken up right then, no one might<br />
have reported that outage for hours…)!<br />
<strong>12</strong>/2 8:30am It’s a beautiful morning . . .<br />
I get up, there are blue holes in the clouds. The storm is over<br />
and the rain was only heavy for about 3 hours last night so all<br />
should be well! Never the less, there are 3 messages on my<br />
machine (its running on a backup supply)!? Two are from<br />
Gene’s wife and one from Suzy, the city forecasts the river to<br />
flood at high-tide in 4 hours. I am pretty darn sure this won’t<br />
happen, but even MY faith is wavering at this point so with no<br />
power and no water I simply throw on some clothes and head<br />
for town.