September 18, 2003 Archives

Unfortunately, when this website crashed and took over a week's worth of entries, much of the back story on Hurricane Isabel disappeared too. It has been squarely in my sights for over a week now, and as I type it is about 200 miles from the North Carolina Coast.

A little hurricane background might be helpful here. Though hurricane season begins in June, the 'real' season doesn't get going until the end of August and September. Take a look how long it takes to get to the third named system, and how little time it takes to get three more.

Throughout the season, as conditions change, the favored locations for storms changes. So, it's no surprise that Hurricane Isabel is going to hit the coast 2/3 of the way through September, or that The Hurricane of '38 did too. It's climatology.

With climatology in mind, and with this system in the far Atlantic about a week ago, I started talking it up on the air. There is a fine balance you must walk with these storms. There are two possible outcomes of a busted forecast and neither are pretty.

If you say a storm is coming, and make a big deal of it, people take their time forgetting. On the other hand, if you don't predict a storm and it comes, someone will get hurt... maybe killed.

Then, Isabel blossomed. All of a sudden, the storm was classically shaped and drawing in winds of 160 mph with gusts to 195, a true Category 5 hurricane.

People come up to me all the time and say, "You must love hurricanes (or tornadoes, or snowstorms, or anything strong weatherwise)." No! I don't. First, I always see the potential for damage and injury. Then, I see the potential for a blown forecast. I don't want to be wrong.

As late as last weekend, the forecast models, and climatology, said Connecticut could be a target. By early this week, it looked less likely. I started lessening the potential on the air. Still, it stayed in the back of my mind that it could be tragic to have the wrong forecast.

Now the national media started to kick in. Isabel was the big story on the cable and broadcast networks. And, some others in Connecticut continued to hang with the 'what if' scenario. My forecast became more confident, but not without qualms. I began to reinforce my belief that it would be windy and rainy... dreadful... but not a hurricane.

It was something we could handle with little inconvenience. There might be power outages and minor coastal flooding and little else.

Now, we wait. Within the next 24 hours I'll know how I did. There's no doubt, the satellite images show Isabel a shadow of her former self. The Hurricane Center is officially saying 105 mph, but their technical discussions say they think it's less.

I'm sure at some point someone will accuse me of hyping the storm, though I've done everything possible to keep it in perspective. That comes with the territory.

Last thing before I go. In the past, I have been critical of The National Hurricane Center. Not so with this storm. As far as I can tell, I give them an "A" on forecast track and a "B" on intensity forecast.

I like Theodore Roosevelt. I especially like his concept of "The Bully Pulpit." He felt, if you have a stage, use it for the public good. And so I try, as best I can, to help out charitable organizations.

For nearly ten years I've been associated with the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation. I've put in a lot of time and effort and feel the results have been very worthwhile. I'm only upset that this year, because of Hurricane Isabel, I haven't been able to give as much in the way of on-air plugs to the JDRF Walk, being held this Sunday.

There was a nice mention in The New Haven Register this morning.

It has been interesting to see who gets involved with JDRF. Mostly, it's parents and families with children who have diabetes. Then it's people who work for companies that have made JDRF a company project. There are few, like me, who do it purely because it feels good.

OK - Enough gratuitous self backslapping. Back to the real world.