After Hurricane Jaun and Before Hurricane Kyle

September 28th 2003 hurricane Jaun tore through parts of Nova Scotia  hitting hard in Halifax. Weather forecasters warned the public the hurricane was coming but most people didn’t take the warning seriously. Present generations had never experienced a hurricane. Certainly it couldn’t be any worse than many wind storms experienced here. One restaurant owner even planned a hurricane party at his water front establishment! Few people boarded up windows or moved  and secured pleasure boats. Others planned to ride the surf so they thought. One American visitor in the area was horrified having experience with hurricanes.

Hurricane Jaun hit with vengence tossing boats around like toys, bashing wharfs, breaking windows in water front buildings and wrecking everything in side. The very restaurant who wanted a party was plummeted. Trees were down all over but especially in the largest park in the city. Power was off several days. As for emphasis another hurricane White Jaun  hit in the winter. Nothing like a hurricane when it is snowing to wake people up to realize the forces of nature.

Fast forward five years to the day, September 28th. 2008  we were hit with hurricane Kyle. Again we were warned it was coming but what a different response than five years ago! Everyone listened even though this storm would be possibly down graded  to a tropical storm by the time it reached Nova Scotia. Windows were boarded up, boats moved or secured, supplies on hand in anticipation of power outages and everything put away that could blow away. Then everyone waited.

Friday there was wind and rain from another system.  It rained more Saturday. It was just a prelude.

I sat by the bay window in our living room watching the darkening skies on Sunday .The wind died out and it was cloudy dark. The feeling was an eerrie calm before the storm. Stillness can be deafening at times. We listened to the radio through the evening as winds increased.

Hurricane Kyle made land fall 60 miles south of Yarmouth in Shelburne. Trees and wires were down and one building under construction was flattened.  There were 14000 homes  some with out power four days in southren Nova Scotia.

As Kyle continued towards  Yarmouth it lost some of its punch. The storm veered west just slightly  hitting Yarmouth with much less force than Shelburne. It knocked down some trees and wires and rid trees of their fall leaves.

As we waited in Short Beach for the hurricane it never reached us! Three miles up the road trees and wires  were down  but our trees didn’t even lose their leaves! Our lights stayed on and only flickered. The wind and rain was no worse than we have had many other times. We are nine miles from town. Hurricane Kyle veered just slightly enough that it missed us.

The storm headed 60 miles north to Digby Neck and then on to New Brunswick. It was finally down graded to a tropical storm and blew itself out. The good thing of all of this was almost everyone was prepared for what ever was coming. The fact the storm wasn’t as bad as expected  hasn’t lessened the response of people now when they hear a warning.

After hurricane Jaun people here  had learned to listen and take storm warnings seriously before  ever knowing about a hurricane Kyle . ” Better  to learn late than never.”

About lrose

Greetings from " Land's End" in Nova Scotia! My name is Linda Rose. My husband , Bill, and I have been living on and farming organically on a ten acre farm for 23 years now. Bill grew up dairy farming and I grew up and lived in both the city and country. We were married thirty years ago July 9th. and are former Light House Keepers. I am a writer, mother of four, grandmother of two, former dog groomer, hospital worker and now do child care part time. Bill always farmed but also did gardening for others . He was also assitant Light Keeper on Green Island and Bon Portage Island off the south shore of Nova Scotia. We live in what is now called Short Beach on the south shore of Nova Scotia. Many years ago before the first white settlers set foot from their sailing vessels on the rocky shores of Short Beach the natives called this place Kespoogwit. Translated to English it means "lands end" Appropriately named, the land does end a two minute walk from our farm. This is where the Atlantic Ocean beats the rocky shores holding us spell bound. Nature, ever changing, demostrates the puniness of man or woman to the relentless forces of the sea. The forefathers of many people who reside in this area sailed on vessels from England and Scotland. They journeyed to Nova Scotia to begin their lives afresh in a new land. They brought with them only the bare essentials of clothing and tools and in some cases animals. They came men, women and children. Challenged by the weather more than from hostility of the original inhabitants, many a stout man and woman carved homesteads from forested land near the Atlantic. The weather and rocky soil presented obstacles for the original homesteaders and the generations who would follow them. Bill and I came to Short Beach in 1985. I prefer to call our homestead "Land's End". Our journey was much different than that of the first homesteaders who settled here. However our lifestyle is not a whole lot different. We still till the ground and mow the hay with horse drawn implements. I sweep the house with a straw broom and cook on a wood stove. Although ;someone thinking I was missing something gave us an electric stove and fridg; I still prefer my wood stove. Our wood for heat comes from a wood lot and is hauled five miles home with our work horse. Our food is grown organically using mostly simple hand tools to work the soil. The Atlantic continues to hold its observers hypnotized by its sporadic beauty. Tranquil repose is periodically interrupted by furious surging tides, eroding and redefining the shoreline of Short Beach. This is Kespoogwit ; "Land's End". It is our home.