What Happened
Posted by Rich on 24 Jul 2008 at 03:42 pm | Tagged as: General, Construction
Yes, the barn fell down. Well actually, it looks like it exploded.
The local news channel said there were 104mph straight line winds. No one believes them. I met someone near Scranton who saw several funnels, heard the “freight train” sound, then saw a wall of white in the lightning lit sky. Many others reported the freight train effect as well, including one of our closest neighbors in Cooper. Someone from Oklahoma who was riding RAGBRAI said this was not wind. He lived through several tornadoes, and recognized the damage, random and intense destruction. I swear it looked like a path in the corn leading straight to the barn. Ohh, we had weird stuff, like the glass light fixtures attached to the undersides of the roof — intact. The stack of 2×6’s in the hay loft, are still sitting up there.
For comparison. 104mph winds is almost a f2 tornado, or a cat3 hurricane.
How we found out? Well, we awoke to weather messages being sent to the phone with an hour long tornado warnings at 2am. We used the laptop to watch a radar image of red, purple, and balls of white crossing the screen. Even the local weatherman said “…and these areas are into the white. I don’t know what happening in there, but it’s bad.” I’ve only seen small dots of purple before. The sirens never went off, and the storm moved fast. But it was intense. I saw the wind curling rain over the neighbors car, and guessed the winds to be 50mph. I checked the high schools weather station, 47mph.
I was more worried about RAGBRAI. It was coming that day. We had porta-potties all over the street, vendor tents blown 2 blocks, and branches on most of the roads. The color was gone from some of the chalk drawings we did, but you could see them a little. The big painted logos were fine, and only 1 sign was damaged. I heard from Chuck Offenburger that our friend, Doug Lawton, was driving around Cooper and checking on things and nothing to report of my place.
But I started hearing of reports of RAGBRAI riders being moved inside at Harlan, and the damage along roads and how areas south of town were much worse. After getting things mostly setup, I took the back way down to the farm. I came in from the East and was staring at the corn crib. Everything looked ok. It was standing, siding was on, electrical box there, roof intact. Good. Then I got to the driveway. 4 of the huge trees were collapsed into it and leaning on the machine shed. Just the leafy little ends, nothing major. I got out and started climbing through the driveway. It sits a little lower than the bank around it, when I realized that I had just looked towards the barn, and saw sky. There should have been a wall over there. I started climbing up the bank and only found the first floor remains standing. I had to get over there and found the two sides of the roof well separated from the barn. One was in a corn field, the other was only 50 feet away. I took a few pictures with the camera phone. Reagan called, I didn’t tell her until I got home and showed her what was left.
Two good things. 1. The wall I replaced was still standing. I’m proud of that. 2. We no longer are in a rush to re-roof the barn.
However, we have been thinking. Reagan has been looking for meaning. We had crazy house plans before leaving Colorado, but had dropped them when we found these barns. Nothing else would look right next to them. Well, clean slate, should we think of something else now? An underground concrete vault is sounding real good right now.
Yes, underground. There was a round house plan we liked, but maybe we use concrete and build it like a walk-out basement. That way, there is only a roof above ground…..well wait. Maybe we use a living roof and bury the house. We could mow the roof when the grass gets too long. We could sleep soundly during the next storm or tornado.
Progress: Half of the first tree has been cut out of there. Used the truck to spin the trunk around and get it to fall the rest of the way to the ground. This weekend will be full of clean up.
Don’t forget to see the damage here (2 pages):
A hundred and fifty years ago everyone would have gathered to help with a barn raising. Of course, what you might need first is a good barn razing! Sorry about your loss. Good luck!
Didnt I just say, “There is no place like Iowa in the summertime.” Mother nature has strength like no man. Sorry for your loss. I know how much sweat you poured into that barn and you did not deserve this fate. I think you are right to re-think your over all plans at this time. You guys will come up with the right decisions. Good luck.