Didja Feel That?
You may have heard, we had some earthquakes around these parts last week.
Lucky for us, the epicenter was way-the-f-out there in the middle of nowhere. (Not great for the residents of Trona and Ridgecrest as they got the direct hit.) 150-ish miles makes a huge difference in intensity.
The foreshock (what they're now calling it) on July 4th hit while I was lazing in bed, playing Candy Crush on my phone. It was that same phone that I then went to Twitter on to find out what we all want to know right away: epicenter and Richter scale magnitude.
You make initial guesses. It was a gentle one, with everything swaying. It was almost like being on a boat. But just when it should have been over, it wasn't. Length is a good indication of how big it is as it could be far away.
I follow a couple earthquake bots on Twitter. They pop up with information right away.
I had never heard of Searles Valley, so I knew it was a distance. And the initial 6.6 (it was downgraded later) was big.
The news goes a little crazy with earthquake stories. We shrugged it off. We were far enough away that we had sympathy for the woman whose house was totalled (it totally went off the foundation), but we weren't in the mood to watch the local stations fill news time with all the minutiae that they find to fill time.
I read blogs and later watched a movie on Netflix.
Friday night's earthquake was bigger. I posted all about it on Twitter:
The earthquake finished. I finished my shower. What? I wasn't going to interrupt my shower once the shaking was all over. There was no immediate damage.
7.1 is huge. But again, over 150 miles away.
We seriously lucked out.
Trona and Ridgecrest, not so much.
(My other earthquake stories are filed under the label: earthquake files. You can find them here.)
Lucky for us, the epicenter was way-the-f-out there in the middle of nowhere. (Not great for the residents of Trona and Ridgecrest as they got the direct hit.) 150-ish miles makes a huge difference in intensity.
The foreshock (what they're now calling it) on July 4th hit while I was lazing in bed, playing Candy Crush on my phone. It was that same phone that I then went to Twitter on to find out what we all want to know right away: epicenter and Richter scale magnitude.
You make initial guesses. It was a gentle one, with everything swaying. It was almost like being on a boat. But just when it should have been over, it wasn't. Length is a good indication of how big it is as it could be far away.
I follow a couple earthquake bots on Twitter. They pop up with information right away.
I had never heard of Searles Valley, so I knew it was a distance. And the initial 6.6 (it was downgraded later) was big.
The news goes a little crazy with earthquake stories. We shrugged it off. We were far enough away that we had sympathy for the woman whose house was totalled (it totally went off the foundation), but we weren't in the mood to watch the local stations fill news time with all the minutiae that they find to fill time.
I read blogs and later watched a movie on Netflix.
Friday night's earthquake was bigger. I posted all about it on Twitter:
That's the second time I was in the shower during an earthquake. I blogged about it the first time. (Oh my, that was ten years ago.) This time I wasn't all soapy, but I was in a good spot. I held on as the world swayed around me.I’m leaning over (in the shower) to shave my left leg...— Elizabeth Arundel (@ZiziRho) July 6, 2019
Whoa. Dizzy. Why am I...?
Oh... Earthquake.
And the room kept swaying. And swaying.
Nope. Not getting out. It’ll be over. Any time now...#LAearthquake
The earthquake finished. I finished my shower. What? I wasn't going to interrupt my shower once the shaking was all over. There was no immediate damage.
7.1 is huge. But again, over 150 miles away.
We seriously lucked out.
Trona and Ridgecrest, not so much.
(My other earthquake stories are filed under the label: earthquake files. You can find them here.)
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