{"id":293,"date":"2015-01-16T21:08:43","date_gmt":"2015-01-17T04:08:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magicwolf.com\/wanderings\/?p=293"},"modified":"2017-02-28T22:20:58","modified_gmt":"2017-03-01T05:20:58","slug":"to-hail-with-it-part-ii","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.magicwolf.com\/wanderings\/to-hail-with-it-part-ii\/","title":{"rendered":"To Hail with It! Part II"},"content":{"rendered":"

Usually when you see hail, it’s tiny – or pebble-sized chunks.<\/span> <\/strong><\/h4>\n

Just…you know, normal hail.<\/p>\n

It doesn’t usually look like an iceberg has exploded and thrown it’s waste at you in a rage like a monkey.<\/p>\n

We’d already been introduced to the weather out here and its bi-polar nature. We like to think we can go with the flow pretty well from hail dumped down in snow-accumulation quantities to typhoon-force winds that bend the poor trees sideways and send tumbleweeds ripping across the streets on suicide missions.<\/p>\n

There was a thunderstorm passing though. We yawned. Those are pretty sudden and frequent here.<\/p>\n

It began to hail.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\n

Tink, tink.<\/p>\n

It began to hail harder.<\/p>\n

Tinktinktinktink!<\/p>\n

Hmm, interesting.<\/p>\n

Suddenly…<\/p>\n

CRASH!! CRASH CRASH CRASH!<\/strong><\/p>\n

Car alarms went off.<\/p>\n

Good lord!<\/strong> What in the hell was that?<\/em><\/p>\n

Is that the hail<\/em>?! It’s like those ping-pong ball showers on Captain Kangaroo!<\/p>\n

Crashing, pounding, various cars shrieking, “OW! I’M HURT!”<\/p>\n

It was the hail apocalypse and there was little you could do except watch helplessly, eyes wide in horror, from inside a building somewhere and hope an excited hailstone didn’t crash through the windows.<\/p>\n

People stumbled outside after it was over and wept over their new tin-hammered vehicle finishes and grabbed handfuls of the hail-boulders to ooh and ahh over, us included:<\/p>\n

\"super<\/a><\/p>\n

We found out later some vehicles had their windshields broken. I think some of the hail stones were seeds because suddenly little corner tent-shops sprang up all over the place advertising dent-repair services.<\/p>\n