In my last post, I was bragging about getting out of Washington before their record snowfall. Just a few days after that, Tennessee got record amounts of rainfall. I had a day off and planned to visit a local Chinese buffet for lunch. My phone had been giving me flash flood warnings for several hours. There is a small creek (10-12 feet wide and typically very shallow) running on the back end of the RV park. I checked it before leaving for lunch and there was nothing to be concerned about. I had one errand to run at the post office, then showed up at the buffet a few minutes before they opened. While I was sitting in the car reading, I got a call from one of my coworkers at the park. That creek that looked so peaceful when I left that morning had come out of its banks and was flooding my site. Since I was at least 30 minutes away and probably wouldn’t be able to save the RV if it started floating, I ate a rushed lunch, then headed back. By that time the rain had slacked off and the water had receded significantly. After looking at the high water marks near the creek and the lines on my tires, I now understand the meaning of flash flood. There was still quite a bit of standing water on my site and more rain in the forecast, so I hitched up and moved to a higher spot. In the future, I’ll take the local weather alerts more seriously.

Glad it didn’t go any higher