April 12, 2005

Morning Thunder


I was in the middle of a dream when I felt a sharp jolt, and heard a loud crack, followed by a series of jiggles and 15 seconds of slowing fading rumbles. Probably my 20th earthquake in 25 years of living here. I knew it was close because of the abruptness of the initial motion. Quakes further away have a more gradual sway to them.

I walked down the hall and heard the sheets rustle as Alex sat up in bed. It's unusual for him to be anything other than catatonic in the morning. He didn't remember feeling it, but it's probably what woke him up. Seventeen years old and he's never been awake for one. I opened the Powerbook and went right to the USGS-Caltech Seismic Net site. Turned on the TV and saw nothing, but the local news AM station was abuzz with people calling in reporting how it felt. Amazing how different the experience is depending on where you are.

It was a 4.0, a few miles east of here in the mountains. No damage reported. Someday the news will be worse.

4 Comments:

At 11:50 AM, amyemints said...

I have often wondered what it would be like to live in California. Seems like mother nature has it in for the West Coast in general. How many days of the year do you have to wake up worrying about sliding away in the mud or having your insides jostled by earthquakes? I suppose it is probably no more often than I have to worry about a copperhead in my backyard or a crazy driver on our narrow country road. I am sure there are a lot of good things about living there, but as usual we hear only that which is newsworthy by media standards.

 
At 12:50 PM, Bernie Dodge said...

Clearly Mother Nature is punishing us for our sinful ways. How many days a year do I think about it? Zero, usually. The good outweighs the bad here, and I find it hard to imagine living anywhere else. Every place has some potential for some kind of natural disaster. It's just part of the deal.

 
At 7:54 AM, amyemints said...

I have never known anyone who has lived in California and not said the very same thing to me. I have visited many times, and admit it must be a great place to live. I remember one year my Aunt and Uncle from California came to visit while their house was being re-built (their pool cracked during an earthquake and flooded their house) They have recently moved from there, but only because they felt their retirement dollars would stretch further in the midwest. After one winter in Nebraska, they are ready to pack their wagon and head back west:)

 
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