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Dan, (before his name became Tractor Dan), was at the No. 3 camping area talking with an Australian couple, the only other Polihale campers. About 10:30 PM, a county police car drove up. The officer told us that the hurricane changed course and is heading directly for Kauai. We were to leave the area and get in one of the hurricane shelters. Dan went with the couple to the Princeville Hotel on the other side of the island.
I went to Hanapepe and helped an artist friend, Andy Lopez, pack his paintings. About 10:30 in the morning of the 11th, with the winds blowing hard knocking down trees and poles, Andy left for Omao with the last of his paintings in the car.
I went back to "my wall" behind the Ele'ele Big Save store. I had two that I scouted out earlier that morning. This one was the best because, in the direction of the wind, there was nothing but sugar cane fields beyond the carwash place and road. I looked around for what would be dangerous, flyable objects in the stronger coming wind.
I have a folded, Xerox copy of an aerial photo of the parking lot and hurricane damage. My car isn't in the photo, of course, but I have circled where my car was during the hurricane. The tree in front and the tree behind are no longer there:
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I parked my car in what I thought was going to be the "spot" about six feet from the wall with the passenger side window open. While watching the developing storm from the driver's seat, ready to drive out of there if the air cushion didn't happen, I decided that I should take notes so that if the hurricane killed me, the question of why I chose to stay in a place like that would be answered. Here's what I wrote in the notebook when I wasn't watching the storm:
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