By Angela Tuesday, August 23, 2011
August is usually the hottest of the summer months in Halifax. This year though, with the rainiest and coldest summer in years, we’re only just now seeing August in its true form.
The warm August winds, although great for drying clothes hung on the line, means only one other thing: the Atlantic hurricane season is upon us.
The most famous of them all to hit Halifax was 2003’s Juan.
With only days to go until our wedding, my sisters got on a plane, before the closure of the airport and made it to Ontario just narrowly escaping Juan’s wrath.
The worst hurricane to hit the Canadian Atlantic coast, Juan was responsible for acres upon acres of damage and destruction, including major natural landmarks, provincial parks, and for the death of a rescue worker.
There have been several hurricanes since we have lived here. In fact the year we did move here there was what seemed to be one after the other after the other.
And although there weren’t many that hit land, last year was still no exception.
In August of last year we were walloped by a doozy that left us without power for 2 days.
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