Adventures in West Virginia! (aka meet the neighbors and more)

First off, I’ve moved over to Guilded, and discarded Discord because of their extra-eeeeeemly censorious choices. Thanks PLA owned Tencent. You can find much more frequent updates of what’s going on in my author’s life there. For those who wish to join, click here:

It has been an exciting week here at home. We’ve had some wonderful houseguests, an unexpected visitor and lots of fun times of fellowship.

On Tuesday night, after a severe thunderstorm that contained a very rare “Double Derecho” that knocked out power all around us and our internets for most of the day, we discovered a visitor fell down the bank next to our house, and then wandered across the street to my in laws and tried to get a snack. The paw prints in the mud are the size of my rather meaty hand.

Bear Tracks less than 15 feet from our bedroom
That’s hangry right there.

Always a fun thing to wake up to.

Yesterday was fun and excitement, (cough cough), but today it is beautiful and cool and a great way to spend with a gathering of 6 fellow Seraphim. Okay 2 families but still. For those not in the know, the Seraphim is my gaming guild, and I’ve met several wonderful brothers and sisters in Christ through it. So we had a great day together.

But as I announced yesterday, we got caught in a severe thunderstorm and nearly hit by a possible EF-0 tornado in the Monongahela National Forest. The events were a clear sign of God’s providence as far as we were concerned and His grace on so many. There were no deaths or injuries out by us, and didn’t see any destroyed homes, but lots of evidence of what might have been a “jumper” tornado that would touch down for a few seconds then bounce back up to drop again somewhere down the storm track later.

So why God’s providence? Our plan that day had been to eat lunch at a picnic area up by the Cass Scenic Railroad where we took an excursion rail trip (Pics and videos some other time) and then drive down for an afternoon of swimming at the lake with the kids and our friends. Just as we were heading over to the picnic tables, we noticed that the officials had cordoned it off for an event that evening. Left with no place to eat, we decided to just do so down by the lake and push on. We’d been in a cell blackout thanks to the Green Banks Radio Observatory, so we still had no cell coverage or communication. Had no idea what was going on across the state.

That decision to go is what kept us out of the path of this weather event, only catching the edge of it.

After misjudging the distance, we got there just as the skies were darkening and passing between a couple pop up showers. We had our lunch and even got the kids ready to go swimming. I was able to start heading out to the back buoys of the swim area, when the rolls of thunder were suddenly getting pronounced, and the sky started getting really dark. The wives were packing up the picnic we’d finished.

I turned to look to the south west down the lake, around a point of the mountain that blocks view from the beach and saw near black skies almost on top of us, and “tornado green” underneath! I was about 50 yards from shore. I holler back, pack up we’re going to get hit fast, they’re moving. Tarnekep Portree is getting his kids off to the cars, and I’m suddenly swimming for the shore alone. That’s a freaky feeling. Swimming in a mountain lake with a tornado and lightning storm nearly on top of you.

I tell you, it was like in slow motion with the wind hitting from multiple directions hard enough to cause waves before I got to shore. Those things make you realize how small you really are. Be grateful God cares for you, personally.

We packed up as the rain wall hit and some huge gusts blew through, but really, it wasn’t anything beyond what we are used to from a strong thunderstorm. Figured we’d find a branch or two down. But the forest wasn’t “roaring” like it does when things are going very wrong, but as we traveled down the 2 lane highway, we saw no cars for a long time, but more and more debris from the close in trees got bigger and bigger.

Then one lane was blocked off. Then the other side, but we could still get around. We started having to drive over small trees of less than 4 inches thick and through branches. Then traffic was stopped. A huge 18″ trunk birch had been uprooted and several trunks of it fell across the whole road. Tarnekep who was in the car behind us, threw on his hazards and charged in to deal with the situation if he could. His brother, Fryan Cobblebay put on his poncho and did the same, and I slowly ambled after them, still in my swim trunks and shirt, stopping only long enough to put on my arm brace.

Once the guy behind us, an electrical worker in his work truck who was on vacation at the campground came up with the chainsaw, it was on and we were cutting up the tree and dragging the pieces to the road.

We were maybe 5 minutes away from clearing the hole before the US Forest Service came in and took over telling us to wait because of “liability”.

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Where there’s a petty functionary with a clipboard, there’s a liability.

Unfortunately, they stopped at that point, and when they got that hazard clear, we had to navigate 4 other road blockages on our way out of the forest on our own. Which we did, and got safely back to their hotel pool and enjoyed an excellent evening of swimming, food and fellowship together. But here’s some photographic evidence.


The first blockage while we get ready to help clear they way.
The second blockage. Tarnekep taking charge, and guiding people through and me assessing what’s going on. He has a better OODA loop than me.

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Into the High Places… For Real

Well, the last few months have been crazy…

…Even for me.

Photo by Gianluca Grisenti on Pexels.com

For the last few months, not so productive. Yes I’ve gotten some editing done, but I’ve been distracted. More precisely, I’ve been a bit… twitterpated. Some have accused me of being besotted. It’s unfortunately sapped a lot of momentum from my writing. But twitterpation is a darn good reason to not write much.

That’s because there’s wedding bells in my very near future, and with it, I am relocating. Yes, I’m leaving this land of lakes, cheese and beer with a big “O yah! See yah lader, den!” as we who are fluent in Yooper would say. And with that, I’m headed to the mountains of West Virginia to live with my soon to be wife. I wish my departure from the Badger State wasn’t so convoluted, but with Covidiocy running rampant and civil liberties being obliterated by panicked sheeple driven by power mad wolves in politicians clothing… well. Let’s just say the timing could not have been more fortuitous.

So I’m off, and hopfully when the dust settles in… :::whistles low::: 30 days, I will be building a new routine. One that hopefully includes a LOT more writing. Here’s hoping!

So what’s been going on?

Ohhhhh… A little of this and that, but primarily, I am up to the 3rd draft of TWO novellas. Yes, the Dream Nebula is taking shape. There are a few big opportunities coming with that I may have mentioned, or hinted at. I can’t quite reveal yet, but I will say this… I’m looking for an artist skilled in not only doing character ship design, but also sequential art. So if you’re one of those types of people who’s an accomplished/previously published comic book artist and is looking for a project to work on next, get in touch. Not kidding. If your style is right for what I’m about to dig into, I want to talk with you!

(Yes I know I said I was starting the 3rd novella shortly… see the above distraction/twitterpation explanation. It’s still coming. We’ll just see about when.)

And due to current world events, I’ve been getting an idea for a set of short stories. The idea had bubbled in the back of my head off and on for a while, but maybe it’s time I try my hand at flash fiction. You know, short stories/scenes/vignettes in this world I have coming pecking at me.

So, let’s see… getting married, moving, novellas, ummm…. flash fiction ideas…. what am I forgetting?

AH! oh yeah. Akiniwazisaga. Good news. Thanks to my computer frying it’s cooling block last week, I had to get back on my backup “Wee Beastie” and use it while waiting for it to get fixed. When I did that, I found a LOT of information I thought I’d lost, including maps and many other things.

As for music, I’ll be posting some new stuff sooner or later here. I finally got some made into video format. Why Propellerhead Reason won’t directly export into that format is beyond me! Ugh! Just requires a little editing and we should be good to go.

So that’s the news from the land of the mad, and this Cheesehead is going into exile… or becoming an expatriate for good. Only time will tell. So till the next update which will be coming at a much higher elevation and farther south in the hollers and the hills… This version of the song fits my bittersweet but looking forward to a joyous future mood.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VwpXjtK5m20