I've been through a lot of hurricanes and I remember them all from Ft. Walton Beach, Fl when I was young when we had to evacuate our beachfront house to being in WV when Camille came through to driving I-64 W from Richmond, Va during Ivan (Visibility was about 25 yards in a pouring rain), but the worst hurricane I've ever experienced was while I lived on Okinawa.
The eye of category 5 Typhoon Cathy was 10 miles off the coast and ran up the East side of the island (60 miles long and 7 miles wide at it's widest point) around the North side, down the West side, around the South side, and back up the East side again before going up to Tokyo and causing a great deal of damage to Tokyo. We were trapped in our house for a week and luckily all of the houses have heavy shutters and we had enough food and water stored up to last two weeks. Thank God for Coleman stoves.
Being from Fl, some friends and I made a bet that the Seminole and Miccosukee tribes probably hunkered down among the Palmettos to endure a hurricane. I don't know if you are familiar with Palmettos, but they grow very thick.
The plan was to wait until a hurricane was forecast to come through the Orlando area and two of us would camp in two tents in a very thick Palmetto thicket so that nobody could say that I didn't do it.
Our tents sloughed off a lot of rain and we could see that the tops of the Palmettos were whipping pretty badly in a category two hurricane, but we felt very little wind at ground level with no damage to us or our tents.
A few weeks later, we got a chance to do it again, same place, same experiences, same type of category two hurricane with one exception, the wind broke an old dead pine tree and flung it to within 4 feet to the right of my tent from about 50 yards away.
I proved my point not once, but twice and we decided that the pine tree proved that even category two hurricanes are dangerous and that I'd never do something like that again.
I've been through a lot of hurricanes and I remember them all from Ft. Walton Beach, Fl when I was young when we had to evacuate our beachfront house to being in WV when Camille came through to driving I-64 W from Richmond, Va during Ivan (Visibility was about 25 yards in a pouring rain), but the worst hurricane I've ever experienced was while I lived on Okinawa.
The eye of category 5 Typhoon Cathy was 10 miles off the coast and ran up the East side of the island (60 miles long and 7 miles wide at it's widest point) around the North side, down the West side, around the South side, and back up the East side again before going up to Tokyo and causing a great deal of damage to Tokyo. We were trapped in our house for a week and luckily all of the houses have heavy shutters and we had enough food and water stored up to last two weeks. Thank God for Coleman stoves.
Being from Fl, some friends and I made a bet that the Seminole and Miccosukee tribes probably hunkered down among the Palmettos to endure a hurricane. I don't know if you are familiar with Palmettos, but they grow very thick.
The plan was to wait until a hurricane was forecast to come through the Orlando area and two of us would camp in two tents in a very thick Palmetto thicket so that nobody could say that I didn't do it.
Our tents sloughed off a lot of rain and we could see that the tops of the Palmettos were whipping pretty badly in a category two hurricane, but we felt very little wind at ground level with no damage to us or our tents.
A few weeks later, we got a chance to do it again, same place, same experiences, same type of category two hurricane with one exception, the wind broke an old dead pine tree and flung it to within 4 feet to the right of my tent from about 50 yards away.
I proved my point not once, but twice and we decided that the pine tree proved that even category two hurricanes are dangerous and that I'd never do something like that again.