We drove over to Bradford, Vermont, today, to special-order a couple of books from Star Cat Books –also, to take a look at the flood damage along the local roads, because we’ve had some lately. When the first warm weather of spring is followed up by major rainfall, things up here can get . . . interesting. (Hint: a place called Roaring Brook Road has that name for a reason, and every few years you’re going to find out why.)
On the heels of the heavy rainfall and flooding came a return of the winter cold, covering the flooded roads with sheets of ice. The floodwaters had receded from most of the main roads by this morning (for a few hours on Tuesday night, our town was all but cut off from the world), but the reeds and bushes along the sides of the road were topped with little umbrellas of thin ice marking the level the water had reached.
Wednesday morning it was easy to figure out which roads were impassible: anything with the word ‘brook,’ ‘stream,’ ‘creek,’ ‘river,’ pond,’ or ‘lake’ in it was going to be under water. Any road with the word ‘mill’ or ‘bridge’ in its name was a toss-up.
The flooding stretched across the northern parts of Vermont, New Hampshire, and Maine (where one person was killed), while six of the north-east counties in upstate New York on the other side of Lake Champlain were declared emergency areas.
See also this video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XuaOgzVZFBU