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This week, we are experiencing a Midwestern storm of an extreme variety. Radio programs were interrupted repeatedly last night to inform us of tornado warnings a couple of counties over, and late in the evening, without any bidding, my cell-o-phone started to alert me to flash flood warnings for Lincoln. The National Weather Service showed tornado warnings for Lincoln itself as well.

As I woke up in the morning, my thoughts drifted back to the Villa Maria house, and the repeated floodings. I believe last night's storm was severe enough that, if I'd still been living in the Villa Maria house, I probably would have experienced the worst flooding yet, possibly of almost the entire house.

Instead, there was just a little bit of water in the living room that got in through the fireplace, and another small stream that managed to worm its way in through the patio doors. The patio doors show repeated evidence of shoddy repair jobs, so this wasn't especially surprising. There were no signs of water in the front bedroom or back hall closet, which is promising.

I bet my third-floor neighbor wasn't nearly as lucky.

One small town in Lincoln did get hit, and there are reports of flooding throughout Lincoln. I wound up taking surface streets in to work, because I wanted to stop and pick up coffee beans, so I won't try and see what Antelope Creek looks like until this evening.

Every time I leave the apartment, I admire how the apartment managers are allowing the grass to grow so tall and lush. There are lots of pretty yellow dandelions everywhere, and tiny purple flowers. One evening, I observed a guy trying to mow it in a decidedly half-assed fashion. Pretty soon they're going to need a scythe to get the job done. It's hard to finagle the mowing schedule with this much rain, though, so I'm sympathetic to some extent. Plus, _I_ don't have to mow!

This Saturday's 400k is going to require careful judgement of weather conditions. I plan to at least start, but will also have to be careful and strategic about time, gear, and food management. Good practice in the event of a rainy PBP, I suppose.

Updated to add a few photos taken by other people...

Two photos along my normal commute:

Normally it's possible to cross over to where those people are on the far side, and I usually come in on the concrete path that's under the bridge, to the left of the cyclist. Some nice sculptural elements are completely underwater.

And the bike co-op. :-/ No one has made it inside yet to see what the damage looks like there. I suspect there will be work that needs to get done, but most stuff in the Bike Kitchen was up off the floor, at least.


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May. 8th, 2015 04:26 am (UTC)
Whoah, that's a lot of water.

We rode through an underpass like that today. I've gotten quite good at it, ratcheting one pedal with my other foot held high, so I can get through water hub-deep and stay dry. My coworkers were a bit less enthused.
May. 8th, 2015 11:10 am (UTC)
Yeah, I could have ridden through slightly more of this stuff, but a former roommate of mine used to go out and ride through this kind of stuff to collect stormwater samples in Arizona, and sometime after all that she also had to go through and replace her bottom bracket, and all the cables and housing, too. Given that I want to have an intact bike for Saturday's 400k, and that I had my computer in a non-waterproof pannier, I dodged around instead. Plus, some of those sections are under 3 or 4 feet of water!
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