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I had a bit of time this morning, so I thought I’d give Bubba a treat and home took him for a walk in the woods. It’s a blustery day here, and I thought we’d be somewhat protected from the wind in the forest, and this turned out to be true. I forgot to factor in that those giant trees towering above me, protecting us from the wind, were being buffeted by it and were blowing around – a lot. We’ve been to the forest before on windy days and you can hear the trees squeak and creak as they rock to and fro. It’s a bit eerie, but Jack was so excited that we sang a few songs to drown out the noise and carried on bravely. I say bravely, but stupidly is probably more accurate. We were just about halfway around when we heard a sharp crack just above us, followed by a sudden earth-shaking, crackling thud about 20 feet behind us. A large branch had fallen onto the path and lay there still quivering. Holy Shit! That was way too close. If Jack had been lingering behind me as usual instead of trying to share my croissant, he would have been toast. If I’d been just a bit more leisurely, I could have been toast. We sped up a bit then (there’s only so fast a Jack and a voyager can go) and made it back to our car without further incident.
Note to self: Update the don’t do list one more time.
Yikes! Glad the branch missed you both and I hope you’ve recovered from the adrenalin rush.
Is that a field of oats? It’s a wonderfully harvest time photo.
It’s good that the branch missed the both of you!
I’m not sure if I would have been any wiser beforehand, event though I live in the Land of Falling Trees When It’s Storm (if the wind gets to be 25 -- 30 m/s, some areas will be experiencing blackouts, at least until all the medium-voltage power lines have been converted into underground cables*).
I love the island of trees. The little wooded hills in the middle of fields fascinated me as a kid, especially after I’d learned about Ice Age and isostatic rebound (the ground bouncing back up after the ice melted).
Concurring with Jazzlet about the adrenaline rush.
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* = Though there’s the possibility that the outage time won’t really decrease, because the underground cables are much slower to repair, if they get damaged.)
So you’re saying if a tree falls in the forest and you are not under it, it makes a sound?
Yikes, I’m glad you are both unscathed!
Glad you’re both unflattened by falling trees. The last years I saw quite some trees go down in our woods, but thankfully not when I was there.
Jazzlet -- To me, it looks like a field of stubble, with some wild grass in the foreground/edge of the field. Couldn’t tell what the crop was.
Sorry guys, but I have no idea what the crop is. Some sort of grain is the best I can do.
Oh dear, I am glad nothing happened to you two!