I’ve been through quite a few hurricanes, having lived in North Carolina since 1983. I’ve even lived through a couple of typhoons, having lived
in Okinawa for a while prior to that. I’d never been through anything like what I experienced with Hurricane Florence.
First, let me explain a bit about the geography of the Neuse River and New Bern in particular.
The Neuse River is… a river. It flows down from the sandhills of North Carolina and empties into the Pamlico Sound. The river is wide
from New Bern to the coast. In New Bern, the Neuse River and the Trent River meet.
Being a river, the Neuse River has no lunar tide. We have wind tides. When the wind is blowing up the river, the river water has a tendency
to slow down. When the water slows down, it gets deeper. How much deeper depends on the amount and direction of the wind.
While Hurricane Florence did not “hit” New Bern, her winds stopped the flow of the river, pushed some of the Pamlico back up, and then the
hurricane’s rain pushed more water down stream.
My marina (where Loafers Glory had just arrived a week prior) saw a storm surge of 9.5’. Water NINE and a HALF FEET above normal.
What happens to boats at a dock when the water rises 9.5 feet? Nothing good.