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As of today, I have 33 opened bottles and 23 bottles still closed. With Hurricane Ida approaching in a few days as a possible Category 3, I will be damn glad to still have these in my collection. I really have no urge to add any new ones to this collection, as it is now only repeat purchases of my best buys. I have finally stopped grabbing new ones when I go to get repeat purchases. There is just no more point to it after 420 reviews.
Way back in 2012 in my bourbon days, I rode out Hurricane Issac. The tree branches started beating on my roof and put a few small holes in it. So with a belly full of bourbon, I climbed up on the ladder at age 57 in between feeder bands. I used my 12-dollar hoe to remove any branches that could cause any more damage. With that much booze in me, that was the ONLY way to get up that kind of nerve and survive through it. This time, it will be rum, but I have already removed the problem branches.
Last year, I rode out Category 3 Hurricane Zeta with no alcohol at all in me. It was a terrifying two hours and thankfully this was a fast moving hurricane. I had to stay sober in the event that I had to immediately evacuate. At least I finally got to walk out into the eye of a hurricane and see the stars! Then hurry back into the house before the south eye wall sends flying debris to womp me upside of my head. I quit counting how many of these hurricanes that I have been through. I even rode one out on a 110-foot dive yacht in Belize way back in 1996, but the eye was near Cuba.
Update during category 4 Hurricane Ida:
The first feeder band knocked out my power at 615 am. Since there was no telling when it would come back on, I started drinking rum from my collection and all OTR so that I can protect each drink from rain entering them into a plastic covered cup with a straw (God forbid). It was really sad not having my spreadsheet to choose my best rum for this experience, so I questioned the entire purpose of this spreadsheet. My first was Appleton 15 Year Black River Cask. When that was gone, I went to Foursquare Probitas. I enjoyed the 35 mph breezes with a belly full of good rum on my back yard swing, but my dog hated the occasional misting rains. The worst of the storm had passed and would turn north to get worse around midnight.
Some of you have criticized me for living in a place like this, but we are an extremely tough bunch of people who roll with the punches. After each hurricane, we simply dust off our knees and move on with life. Not many can do this. And no one has ever accused me of being a gentleman, which I would consider as the ultimate insult!!! I am proud to have always referred to myself as "Crude, rude, and downright disgusting!!!"
Thank you for the kind words!!!
By the time the worst part of Category 4 Hurricane Ida came closest to where I live (65 miles on the strong side), I was sound asleep from the rums I mentioned in my previous post. Then came the hell the next day with all of the tree branches down and a lot to slowly pick up. My home had a minor amount of damage and no flooding. We did not get power back on until at least 76 hours later. Those three days were absolute hell in a 93 degree home whereby it was cooler to sit outside. All in all, I wound up drinking about 4 full bottles of rum over three days just to get through the misery. And this was with very little food, which I do not recommend! Yes, I lost 10 pounds, but what a price to pay.
As the power came back on, I was finally able to see what happened in areas closest to the eye. I feel ever so lucky! A close friend's house is a total loss and he was at wit's end as to what to do, so I gave him advice on which locations would still have places to live.
As for getting gas, it is a two hour wait at about 30 miles away IF one can find gas. I only have 115 miles left in my SUV, so I can afford to play the waiting game as more stations are getting power and more gas. I have enough food in my home. No more rum for quite some time! My memories of riding around with several extra containers of gas after Katrina and then having lung problems afterwards for a few months have inspired me not to stock up with those red plastic containers.
In 2005, I went to see The Rolling Stones in St Petersburg a month or two after Katrina. Then came Hurricane Wilma. Damn it if I did not get caught up in that evacuation from south Florida. So, your hurricane evacuations are more of a nightmare than mine!
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