Photo taken: August 15, 2016
When it rains, it pours. And man did it pour all night and morning long when this photo was taken in one of the worst single storm floods we’ve ever had. This view of my street suddenly being turned into one of Venice’s famed canals is actually pretty tame compared to the flooding this storm caused in other parts of the city…. even in areas that don’t normally flood. I was at work that night and had literally nowhere to go to get around places that had flooded between Mecca and The Nest. I chose one of the few routes the city hadn’t closed off yet… and apparently my Neon had some Yellow Submarine in its DNA since it managed to wade through water a foot or more high for long stretches at a time without stalling. Sheesh, and to think Rainy Skunk missed out on all of this…
Evil Squirrel's Nest 
get your raft out
That’s a better idea than calling an Uber and having Gilligan show up…
I had a 1985 Fiesta that performed similarly well on a trip to Scotland once. They don’t make ’em like they used to.
No they don’t… though I’d imagine with how lightweight they are, many cars would float given enough water…
Whoa…you even had a small island for tourists. ⛵️
But no palm tree. It’s not a desert island without a palm tree…
Good point. Pirates look for trees under which to bury their booty.
The only booty allowed on my desert island will be shaken, not stirred….
Locally, Lynn got 9 inches of rain today. We got some, but so far, the worst has been further north. Lucky, because when this valley floods, it REALLY floods. All those rivers are pretty much at peak already.
This month marks the 25 anniversary of the peak of the Great Flood of 1993, which was more the cause of substantial rains (and winter snows) to the north rather than particularly rainy weather where I live. It came within a few inches of topping the levee that protects the city I live in… which I don’t think anyone seriously thought could have been topped. The before and after pictures of the Mississippi River during that flood are quite eye popping… that was a LOT of water that got stuck here on its way to the Gulf of Mexico…
All you need is a few yards of sand to be delivered and you could have a beach resort right out your front door.
Pam
True. But I’d also need a giant glowing star in the sky, which was conspicuously absent at the time, or else I doubt my beach would get many visitors…