At one point, the bank along side the road gave way, leaving only a one car width if one was brave enough to ram through after the DOT truck literally carved a path. This is a tiny version of what happens on a massive scale frequently in, say, Central America. Whenever there are abundant rains, whole hillsides, whole mountainsides give way, covering entire villages. One of our seminarians (Josephinum) was down that way when that very thing took place. He helped the living and also dragged the dead out of the mud. So very sad.
Here’s a tree that came crashing down alongside the road not far from the hermitage. It looks like it was pretty badly beaten up by lightning. Maybe that was the strike (there was only one) from which I got a shock through my keyboard.
Not much further along, another few feet of the road caved into what was a raging torrent, but by this time is all placid. There’s still enough room for one car to pass by.
If any of you drive up for a visit, you’ve been warned. When you meet someone on the road, don’t think there is enough room to drive around nicely without thinking. Be careful!