Tuesday afternoon, it started raining. Tuesday night, it poured. We watched as thunderstorm after thunderstorm rolled across the weather maps ... and across our property.
We've had periods with strong storms roll through before, and even a couple rain storms where the end of our road was under water. And as we all know, the National Weather Service issues flash flood warnings ALL.THE.TIME.
Usually when I hear flash flood warning, I just figure I shouldn't camp next to a river, and I'll be ok.
So we went to bed on Tuesday night as normal, with the biggest worry in our heads being our basement. With the leaking we've had so far this year, would we wake up to water in the basement bathroom again?
I was woken at 4:00 am by the weather radio going off. I didn't bother to check it. (Ho, hum.) But as I laid in bed I realized I needed to go to the bathroom. And after the bathroom, realized I was hungry. And by then, I was wide awake and decided to just hang out for awhile with the pups.
The first thing I noticed was a text from my brother, who was working the night shift as a cop in Cloquet. It said, "I hope this doesn't wake you but I want you and V to be safe. Freeway is closed in Duluth due to flooding. St Louis River has risen 3 ft. Check before leaving for work." As I texted him, and read all the facebook posts from everyone else who was up at four in the morning, I began to realize the extent of the damage. People were talking about several feet of water in basements, whole neighborhoods and towns being evacuated, water escaping from dams, animals escaping from the zoo ... a polar bear running around West Duluth? (ok, so it just escaped its enclosure and never left the zoo. A seal, however, was found on nearby Grand Avenue). Clearly, this was beyond what anyone had experienced or expected out of this storm.
At 6:00 my co-worker Steven texted me to say City Hall was closed. With no internet at home, Matt was also unable to work. When I woke up to get Victoria, I glanced out her window and was shocked to see our river ... just down the trail ... over halfway to our house! It had climbed, what ... 75? more? feet closer to our house.
See the glimmer of water between the trees? Normally you can't see this
from the house.
We spent the morning monitoring facebook, email, and web sites via our phones (thank god for smart phones!). We were essentially stranded at our house. Here are some pictures I took off various facebook posts that show some of the damage around the area. My apologies to the photographers for not tracking photo credits. On my mobile app I wasn't able to "share" photos like I wanted. My main reason for putting them here on the blog is to show our out-of-town family and friends what this was like, and to save it to some day show our kids what happened.
We normally buy our bird seed from this store. Guess now we'll have to go by boat? This is
up by the mall. As planners, we always caution people about building in flood
plains. This is why. This, as well as many surrounding businesses and residents,
are located in the Miller Creek flood plain.
A sinkhole along Skyline Parkway
Someone kayaking along a street by UMD.
My friend Terry took this picture of Vermilion Street in Duluth.
Allendale Motel, West Duluth
This had been a small stream in a pipe under the Whole Foods Co-op Parking Lot.
It completely washed away their retaining wall and part of the parking lot ...
not to mention damage to nearby houses.
Grandma's Restaurant, by the mall
Downtown Proctor
Personally, the hardest for me was the zoo and Jay Cooke. The zoo lost several animals to flooding, which made me want to cry. Jay Cooke State Park lost its landmark swinging bridge. I couldn't even count the number of times I've crossed that bridge, which normally is about 40 feet above the water.
The swinging bridge being swept away
On the way to Jay Cooke, we have always crossed the Thomson Bridge, an old truss bridge that crosses the St. Louis River near a dam. Since I was a kid, I've been parking by the bridge to watch high water levels in the spring, or kayak races, or simply to walk along the rocks. No matter how much flooding we'd had, that bridge has always been there. Then I saw this posted on facebook and again wanted to cry:
I felt slightly better when my brother told me that had plans to replace this bridge anyway, but it saddens me that truss bridges are no longer being built. I love those old structures.
A couple other sources of photos from around the region:
Thankfully, we were quite lucky overall. The river had gotten higher near our house, surrounding roads were covered by water -- but even our leaky basement stayed dry!
Here is a picture of the end of our road:
On the bright side, Victoria finally got to put her rain boots to good use. She thought the water was awesome!
When we drove down to check out the road, we also got to meet all our neighbors in one fell swoop. Over two years of living here, and there were four families along our road we had never met ... now we have!
The strangest thing about the water here is that the water didn't seem to be moving fast, but it sounded like we were near a roaring waterfall. After the end of the road dried out a little, Matt took the four wheeler out to investigate, and saw that the brand new road the County built last year had these awesome little rock formations ... the noise we heard was the water rushing over these road sections:
The below picture is taken from an area of road that remains closed even several days later. It is Maple Grove Road at the intersection with Hwy 33. The photo can be misleading, but to show how high the water is ... look on the left hand side of the road for a mailbox. It looks like it is resting right on top of the water, making this stretch of road covered with about 3 feet of water.
Victoria seems to find the bright side of everything. While outside, she stopped to smell the flowers ...
And inside, she livened up our day by being as goofy as she could. Putting a lego box on your head and then peeking under it to see if Mommy and Daddy are looking is a sure way to get them to laugh ...
The following day, it was a challenge to get to work. So many roads were closed, so many bridges out. But by Friday, most of the roads were open, at least in our neck of the woods. The river is nearly back within its banks. People are volunteering to clean up Duluth's parks and neighborhoods, and slowly people are being allowed back into the evacuated areas. It has been heartening to see the fast response from leaders and citizens. Through it all, we had a dry house and electricity, and we consider ourselves very fortunate.