Anyway, we are giving Teddy a bath and getting him ready for bed and the storm hits. This time, it seemed like it quite literally hit. One minute it was calm and the next the wind was a-blowing. I decided I better go close up the high tunnel, but only got as far as the driveway before I was pelted with rocks and other debris. I had to take shelter behind the car. This was a strong wind.
Now the high tunnel is inside the deer fence, which is about 500 feet from our house. I thought about trying to get out there, get through the gate, and get that high tunnel closed when the wind was so strong I could barely stand up. I thought about debris and doors flailing wildly in the wind and I thought about the baby that would be tagging along in my tummy, and I decided to go back in the house.
A few minutes later, I looked out and saw the plastic of the roof flapping in the wind. I was hoping it would just blow all the way off so the structure itself didn't get damaged. I watched as the whole thing heaved to a fro, barely held in place by the extra beams we put in for support. I saw something else that looked out of place. It was Teddy's swingset, hanging on the clothesline. After awhile, it became clear that the damage to the high tunnel was more than just the plastic.
We had to wait for the storm to settle before we could go assess the damage. All I could think about was all the work and cost that went into building it. I put countless hours into planning and procuring the materials for it. Just to unload it hubby had to rent a bobcat and borrow a trailer. We spent hours preparing the site and driving in the ground stakes. Our family, friends, and neighbors kindly volunteered their time to put it up last fall. This spring I spent many, many hours building the irrigation system and planting. Half of it was devoted to a yellow raspberry research project. All of that, and it looked like this:
It turns out we are in a swath that was hardest hit by the storm. Others lost barns, grain bins, and even some houses were damaged.
We have had a day to think things over and make a few phone calls. We plan to try to fix it so we are going to take the whole thing apart, piece by piece, and see what needs to be replaced. People have generously offered to help, so if you are interested, we will be taking it down this Saturday the 26th starting at 10. I will have a lunch of some kind around noon. If you come, please wear good shoes, long pants/sleeves (the skeeters are bad), and bring work gloves. If you have an electric screwdriver/drill you might want to bring it, but please keep track of your own tools. It may not happen this summer, but the high tunnel will make a comeback and be better than before!