corvi | Storm Sequelae

It has been one month since the worst windstorm to have hit this island in at least a century.
What have we learned?

Peppermint vegan marshmallows roasted over a candle: delicious!
Pumpkin vegan marshmallows roasted over a candle: disgusting!
Although the big island normally protects us from bad weather drifting in from the open sea, if the angle is just right, there are a couple deep fjords on the big island that will funnel the winds straight through the big island and blast us like a cannon.
The ferries have giant searchlights they can use to find their berths when the power is out. When they get near the dock, they can string a giant electrical cable over the water to provide enough power to gates, ramps, and lights from the ferry's engine. This process is cool, but terrifying.
Our ferry capacity is 28 telco trucks and 18 utility trucks.
Eventually, the only clean pants will be the goofy raver pants with d-rings and straps and metal studs everywhere. They're fine except for the part where the straps keep getting caught on random furniture and it's hard to tell what you're hung up on in the dark. Little old ladies will admire them.
Clever technique for rescuing beer if the power goes out in the middle of brewing, as discovered by a local brewery: add lactobacillus, make a sour. They're calling it Sour Outage, of course.
I now know way more about where the undersea cables that carry power between the islands are, which is pretty neat. We're only one branch off the main line, so we got power back after only four days.
Tugboats: surprisingly bad at hauling things on land. Several large and loud tugboats have loudly failed to budge a sailboat that got tossed ashore near my workplace.
Good community idea for celebrating surviving the storm: making giant wreath out of broken branches.
Bad community idea for celebrating surviving the storm: daredevil motorcycle jumps over the shattered pier.

Living on said big island:

0. Big trees broke off at about 20 metres above ground level. Their tops fell across, and wiped-out, our village's main power feed.

1. The power poles, being of lesser diameter than the fallen tree-tops, were shattered into flinders. The wires, however, survived.

2. Hydro crews climbed up the remaining tree trunks and chain-sawed their limbs off.

3. They then re-strung the wires onto the tree-trunks. Problem solved.

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As it turns out, the village had its own gravity-fed hydro plant about 110 years ago. The wires from that plant were strung from (you guessed it...) tree-trunks in the old forest.