Crazy times over here. Last night deputies and firefighters were going door to door, offering to boat people out of here. Five blocks south of us, Dry Creek (yeah, right) had overflowed a teensy, tiny, wee little bit, to the point that the road was impassable. Being an American male, I didn't want to leave until I had to, because of the social stigma associated with premature evacuation. So I stayed.
About 5AM or so, I felt a strong disturbance in the Force, so I went out. Was able to get past the formerly flooded bridge to the south, but had to backtrack and take the one other road in my neighborhood to get out. All the people that did sign up for the Viking River Cruise had parked their cars just around the corner from that bridge, blocking the road completely. I managed to get down the street to the Circle K, so I bought some coke, (the soda) and chatted with the clerk, who got to work 5 hours late, because whole sections of 71 were closed because of being under water. Just a mile east of me, 71 was the site of multiple water rescues.
I left the store and started back to the house, but then I thought to keep going . . . towards the river. Five blocks north of the house, the road splits into an oversized roundabout, looking quite a bit like the eye of a needle, before resuming a straight, downward slope to the Colorado.
I came out of the eye, went about 50 yards, and stopped cold. The road was flooded, but looking beyond, everything, and I do mean EVERYTHING, was completely submerged. I saw a diamond shaped road sign with only about 2 feet of its pole above water, no further than 20 yards away. Front yards turned into lakes. A few patches of colored metal that could only be the roofs of cars turned into U-Boats. As I said, the road slopes down to the river, so everything beyond what the headlights lit up is almost certainly a total loss. Maybe a dozen homes and contents, a couple dozen cars, who knows.