We had a lot of ice back in 1976, and at that time I can remember ice skating on the dirt road, which had become as smooth as any skating rink. But the storm that we had this last month was a close second. I'm sure we didn't get as much ice, but the way the ice formed created some interesting visuals.
The damage was substantial, of course. I spent a good day and a half documenting the snapped power poles; the tree limbs resting on power lines, cars, and houses; the power lines snaking across the main road, etc. But somehow, all my pictures are lost.
Luckily, the better photographer of the family, my son, Tony, took many pictures as well. He focused on the beauty of the ice and the interesting formations it made. He was gracious enough to allow me free access to his pictures, so that's what I've used here. I'd rather remember the beauty of the storm, anyway.
Luckily, the better photographer of the family, my son, Tony, took many pictures as well. He focused on the beauty of the ice and the interesting formations it made. He was gracious enough to allow me free access to his pictures, so that's what I've used here. I'd rather remember the beauty of the storm, anyway.
This shows the unusual way the ice formed. It simply coated everything in a thick blanket of ice, then froze over the top in which ever way the wind happened to be blowing.
This was a wire fence. Guess what happened to the power lines? We lost power from Sunday night until Wednesday, and a power crew from Indianapolis finally got us back online. Thank you!
We wandered through a surreal landscape for several days. It was quite beautiful, with sparkles no camera could ever reproduce.
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