Friday, July 5, 2019
And The Hits Just Keep On Coming...
The geo-dweebs warn after an earthquake that there's a lottery-level chance a bigger one is coming. They always say that. Tonight, it paid off.
I was at the bookstore after dinner out. Decided I was either having a stroke, or it was another quake.
Saw everyone else looking around and concluded B) was the operative answer.
The swaying was less intense, but it was a lot longer this time (90-120 seconds, minimum), so I figured it had to be a bigger event. (Rule of Thumb: When it feels like a 4 to you, but it lasts two minutes, somebody else's world got f***ed up.)
Ding! Ding! Winner!
7.1 this time. (Yesterday's was a 6.4.)
This one was 7 miles NW of yesterday's, and about as far from any humans - still out in the middle of Mojave Desert BFE.
God help the people in Ridgecrest, and aboard China Lake NAWC.
They'll definitely be over this nonsense now.
A 7.1 shake for 1 1/2-2 minutes is nothing fun. Nothing at all.
And being bigger this time, that officially makes the July 4th quake the foreshock.
On the plus side, the wind-up radio was fully charged by the sun today, and I consolidated some medical supplies, including the Catch-22 jump bag.
What disaster is your local flavor?
Where's your stuff for that?
You're far better off checking it two months too soon than five minutes too late.
Have a nice weekend.
I'm hoping the only rocking and rolling you do is to the stereo speakers.
And not the front yard.