Hurricanes aren't fun for anybody, but they're much more enjoyable when they're not headed directly for you. Saturday night I saw the news before I went to bed and saw the current progress of Hurricane Ernesto and was relieved to see that it wasn't headed towards Florida. Here's the National Hurricane Center's 5 day track from Saturday:
Sunday, I get up, make my coffee, turn on the TV and see that now, just a few hours later, Ernesto is headed right for Tampa. I don't know what happened. Maybe some forecaster forgot to enter some key variable into their computer model, or New Orleans decided it wasn't ready for a repeat of Katrina, or Mexico became more hurricane repellent, but now Ernesto was predicted to take a sharp right turn to party in Ybor...
...and then, what a difference a day makes. I told my mother yesterday that I was actually happy to see Tampa directly in the projected path of a hurricane because you could guarantee that that was the one place it wasn't going to be.
For comparison purposes, here's what the NHC predicts now:
We're still in the "Cone of Uncertainty" but just barely. And given the trend, I'm thinking I'll still be flying to Chicago on Friday for my bachelor party... come hell or high water.
1 comment:
Dont taunt the high water! (its like happy fun ball in explosive nastiness)
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