The Saga of Ian

The long saga of Ian, a very problematic tropical system that went on and on unnamed for days in the Caribbean before finally coalescing and strengthening, is finally ending...at least for the state of Florida.  But its aftermath with still be felt here for years from all of the damage it caused, mainly in the central and southern part of the state.  And it's not finished, either.  Once Ian goes into the Atlantic around Daytona Beach it will curve northward through the Atlantic before striking the Carolinas, wind speed drastically weakened from the 155 mph when it struck the Fort Myers/Punta Gorda vicinity but capable of dropping torrential rains.  While following the storm's development from early on, the Weather Channel, my chief source of information, kept presenting two drastically conflicting computer models about its trajectory, the U.S. and European.  The former had Ian go more or less northward in the eastern Gulf of Mexico, parallel to the Florida coast, before hitting the state's northern Big Bend area.  The latter, which Ida ended up following the most, had it approaching the same way but veering northeastward and striking where it eventually struck in the Naples-to-Tampa stretch of heavily populated real estate.  Neither model, though, predicted it would then cut across the state and exit into the Atlantic...that development has been providential for us here in Gainesville.  In both scenarios we were certain to be exposed to high winds and possibly heavy flooding.  As it is right now at 9:30 on Thursday the 29th, the winds are 25-30 mph with some occasional gusts, but the rain hasn't been too bad. But this very large tropical storm will continue to affect us throughout the day...still, it could have been much worse where I live.  We've also been blessed so far with keeping our power running. I'm a little consternated at my local government's disaster preparations...they knew about Ian for several days but waited until less than 48 hours before they opened sandbag stations, naturally causing everyone (but me) to rush them at the same time, at the last minute.  As it is turning out, they won't be needed...I improvised anyway, using garbage bags and items I scrounged up around the house as substitutes.  Last night at 10 I had the most pleasant drive home, the storm around me notwithstanding: hardly any traffic!  But I know the people will return, sigh, they always return...