Originally Posted By Mr X <a href="http://www.nhc.noaa.gov/storm_graphics/AT05/refresh/AL0509W5_NL+gif/143059W5_NL_sm.gif" target="_blank">http://www.nhc.noaa.gov/storm_...L_sm.gif</a> Yikes. What's going on this year? Are there strange ocean current patterns or something!?
Originally Posted By Mr X Hurricanes normally ram directly into Canada, skipping the Southern states?
Originally Posted By dshyates It pretty odd that the storms have decided to hit Canada instead of the Gulf of Mex. or the Florida through North Caroline region. Mind you that since I am now in Florida, I am not complaining.
Originally Posted By trekkeruss Not that unusual: <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Canada_hurricanes" target="_blank">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/L...rricanes</a>
Originally Posted By Mr X Seems pretty unusual to me, according to the link. I see a period of 46 YEARS without a single event in there (1893-1939)! I guess it just seems a rare thing to me (and this is the second in a row to head up that way). +shrug+
Originally Posted By BlueDevilSF Why not? Teh gayz (and the gay-friendly Lutherans who convened here last week) caused the tornado in downtown Minneapolis, don't ya know?
Originally Posted By SuperDry At least it's unusual for this time of year. The way the hurricane season works, they tend to hit in the gulf during the first half of the season, and on the Atlantic during the second half. For some reason, most of them have gone up the Atlantic even though we're in the first half. It's all fine by me - just keep them away from Texas this year please.
Originally Posted By mawnck Wait until you see where they're gonna hit in the second half of this year. Nebraska, I hope you're prepared.
Originally Posted By Dabob2 We were in Maine one year when Hurricane Eduard (obviously, the 5th of the season, and I'm sure it was August), was off the coast; no threat to land, but enough to make rough surf and wind conditions. It's unusual, but hardly unheard of. What was "fun" was being up in a parasail that day... they probably shouldn't have operated that day, considering that I sat there - 600 feet above the ocean, a strap of material about 5 inches wide the only thing between my butt and, you know, certain death - in mostly calm conditions, but every once in a while a sudden gust would come and I was literally holding on for dear life, scared, ahem, witless - with no way to signal to the boat below to reel me the hell in.
