OCTOBER 22, 2012
“Wow, if the overnight Euro (00Z ECMWF – hour 192) verifies, then New Jersey will have a serious problem next Monday-Wednesday.”
“NOTE: This is not a forecast.”
Jonathan Carr · Severe NJ Weather (later WeatherNJ) · October 22, 2012 · Two excerpts from the same post.
A note on the Euro: The “Euro” is the commonly used nickname for the global weather forecasting model produced by the European Centre for Medium-Range Weather Forecasts (ECMWF). Its Integrated Forecasting System (IFS) uses atmospheric observations and mathematical models to predict how weather may develop days into the future. In Jon’s post, “00Z” identifies the midnight UTC model cycle, while “hour 192” refers to a prediction eight days into that forecast.
Before Sandy Arrives
Maryland | Friday, October 26–Saturday, October 27, 2012
I spent the weekend before Hurricane Sandy in the Baltimore suburbs, making one of my routine weekend jaunts to visit friends Jonathan and Jennifer Carr.
Jon proved as dialed in as the Euro, consistently sniffing out a storm that would be different. All week we talked forecasts, tracking each new model run. The Euro’s dogged consistency raised the temperature, run after run after run.
On Saturday, October 27, we went to Annapolis, Maryland, hoping to break up the tension and nervous energy. It was a new destination for all of us save a young Jon. We walked around, ate, explored, and stopped street-side in awe of a gallery featuring large, handmade wooden topographical maps. Fresh-faced midshipmen milled about the square. Their posture as precise as their hem.
A spot of normalcy in a place that felt like Princeton by the Sea. Linen sails, brownstone buildings. Old America backdropped by ominous clouds offshore, contrasted starkly by a litany of white sails. Yet there was no escaping our pending reality.


Driving back toward Baltimore from Annapolis, tabs were kept.

“Driving home from Annapolis and we’ve got Sandy queued up on the iPad. #sandylooms.”
Hello New Jersey | Sunday, October 28, 2012
On Sunday, October 28, I drove home to New Jersey. Here you can read Jon’s forecast that day.


In Sandy’s Grip
Sandy’s Onset | Sunday, October 28, 2012
Later that night I took a short drive. As I stood at the edge of East Bay Avenue, just west of the Causeway bridge in the Mud City section of Manahawkin, already everything felt off. The surge was coming, and we were only throwing out the first pitch. Find my captured video footage below.
Monday, October 29, 2012
Monday morning, I grabbed my camera and made my way about town. I wanted to see how far east I could push.

That same day, I went out with Joe and Jackie Bilotta to see the storm. Joe was driving his 4Runner. Jackie sat up front, eager yet concerned; I rode in the back astride the bench seat.
Crack! A tree started coming down. Joe hammered the brakes. It landed just ahead of the vehicle. Shellshocked and chastened, we turned around.
Later that afternoon, I filmed the wind whipping through the trees near my parents’ home in Ocean Acres.
That evening I returned to Cedar Run Dock Road. I had photographed the marsh there many times. This was during a period of decreased winds if you can believe it, but the water remained high.
Crossing the Threshold
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
On Tuesday, I shared a photograph of the tree and telephone pole from the previous day’s close call.

“The tree and telephone pole that almost crushed my friends and I yesterday.”
Elsewhere, hell, pretty much everywhere, the scene was the same. Fallen trees, blocked roads, damaged homes and property.




Two houses down from my parents’ home, a tree had struck a neighbor’s house.


I went back to Cedar Run Dock Road. Water had carried boats, docks, and debris into places I never expected to find them.



Wednesday, October 31, 2012
On Wednesday, October 31, I went out again. Around familiar roads and marshes, I found things where they did not belong.

Archival note: The bridge’s weathered condition predates Sandy and was not caused by the storm. I know where I made this photograph and when thanks to good filenames and contemporaneous useful metadata. Until I began this project, I had no memory of even visiting the Bridge to Nowhere during Sandy or its aftermath.
Near the area of Mud City where I recorded Sandy’s onset Sunday night, I found blue barrels and battered billboards.



I returned to Cedar Run Dock Road one more time. Just west of the boat ramp, tucked in on the north side of the marsh, I photographed a site where a house had stood. Some buildings still remained; few were ever the same.




What Remains
The days afterward | November 1–3, 2012
I kept photographing. Not every frame showed damage. On Thursday, November 1, I photographed Ballanger Creek. Still water reflected the trees and clouds.

I made my best effort to get to as many local marsh spots as possible. At Mott’s Creek, I photographed a sign, mailboxes, and the roadside.

Thursday, November 8, 2012
And then snow fell.

When I shared an album of Sandy photographs on Saturday, November 3, 2012, I still hadn’t been over to the beach. Long Beach Island was closed indefinitely to non-residents and non-essential emergency personnel. It would be weeks before I got over there. My contemporaneous pictures show only a small part of Hurricane Sandy’s aftermath, though it matters to me that I share here my best recollection of this historic event. The Sandy threshold left us forever changed, and this is my small story.
