The pipeline that brings fuel to Atlanta (where everybody in North Georgia is supplied from) blew up again. This time, the damage is worse. They also managed to severely burn seven people and kill one.
My wife got me up way before dawn. She was watching some show on the satellite TV, flipped over to Atlanta news, and they were running the story. As of yet, there's no idea of how long it will take to repair, or how much gas will go up. It went up almost 30 cents a gallon last time, if you could find any.
We drove into town. I had 3/4 of a tank and wanted to top off. The "Triffids" were already out in force. Half of them were paying cash at the cashiers window, which slows things down considerably. We wait and waited and waited, finally got my 1/4 tank and had a tough time getting back on the road as the circus was in full cry. I noticed the town police were nowhere to be seen, par for the course with those guys. Gas was $2.10 a gallon, but by mid day you can bet the Pakistanis will be jacking up the prices like wild men.
On top of all that, the Atlanta news weather forecasters are saying little or no rain here in November. This is getting pretty grim. You drive on a dirt road, clouds of dust come up behind you so thick you can't see through them. The old man at the foot of the mountain says people's wells are going dry out here. He'd know, since he spends his time ambushing people trying to get out to the hard surface road and making them "visit." My well is still doing OK, but my spring head, where the water bubbles up and makes a stream going down to the big creek down slope, has dried up. That's a bad sign.
The river is down to where you can walk across it and not get your knees wet. The creek down from me is so low it doesn't make that rushing water sound at night.
And then, there are the forest fires. There's a huge fire in Fannin county. They are breaking out all over the area. The other day, I saw a mountain top burning, looked like a volcano. I called 911 and they said they knew about it. A forest fire could wipe me out if it comes up this mountain.
So what's next?
By the way, I didn't mean to give the impression I was afraid of those guys in the national forest. I knew it was a tight situation, I knew there wasn't anything I could do about it, and I was so angry at being ordered around by them that it made me sick. But I wasn't afraid of them. Sorry I gave anybody that impression. If I had been, I'd say so.