Kay Wade
Wind
Cold winter wind chases cold winter rain down mountain slopes, across open water, through undulating hills. The wind is no joke in a landscape where trees have been pushed off kilter by last September’s hurricane. In a matter of time their precarious leans will topple. Walking through woods, or even driving, feels somewhat risky now on a windy day. Last Sunday I found myself on the wrong side of a large pine that fell across Devils Fork Road. The assistant manager of Devils Fork State Park came to my rescue with chainsaw and proper safety equipment. She deftly sawed that tree off its uprooted stump, cut it into four-foot lengths (it was a big tree), and with the assistance of her female assistant, rolled the pieces off the road and out of my way. A few days later, another windy day snapped the commercial use dock in half. Will it be repaired before summer crowds come? Probably. But park visitors might want to keep any petty complaints to themselves this year. No one can imagine how much work this staff has done to get the park back to being usable. ~K