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Originally Posted by Not Afraid
Waiit! I didn't hear about the trapping! I know you misssed DL but trapped?
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Yep, trapped. We went over December 28th, planning on coming home on Jan 2nd. We were staying in our motorhome, dry camping, back in the dunes at Oceano Dunes Campground. To get to the camping area you must cross Arroyo Grande creek. It was beutiful when we got there, no one in our group got stuck. The next day I was running around in a tank and shorts. Friday night we went down to the beach on quads, David got hit by a wave~it was great! He had to be towed back by "Dad". He looked like a little kid being towed back, head down, embarassed.
Later that night, early Saturday morning, it began to rain. We took off and spent the day in Morro Bay. By the time we got back the rain had let up, but the creek was running high. My blazer did great, crossing the creek and plowing through the sand.
New Year's Eve was bright and clear. I went in around 12:05 to read before going to sleep. Around 1am all hell broke loose. It rained, really rained, all night. The next morning David needed to take my car into town to a ATV place to get parts to fix the quad he drowned. High tide was at 9:45am. The longer I sat there, the more anxious I became about getting out. I
knew if I didn't get out ASAP I wouldn't be able to leave at all. The rain never let up. He got my car back to me around 3pm and I was out of there. The creek was flooded to the point that in order to cross you either had to go out into the ocean or go trhough a 3 ft drop down and then back up on the other side. All sorts of vehicles were getting stuck and quite a few rigs (motorhomes and travel trailers) were having to be towed out of the creek, some flipped over and a few got washed out to the ocean.
Before I left I tried to tell the others we were camping with that my gut was saying to leave now. It was bad enough being stuck by the tide, but with the way it was raining the creek crossing was just going to get worse. They decided to stick it out and come home on the 2nd as planned. Nickolas stayed with David, he was warm and dry, playing the Game Cube and watching movies.
When I got to the creek crossing, there were several tow trucks and even a large crane fishing people out of the creek. I went into the ocean to cross. The worst part was getting off of the beach, where the pavement starts. That was the only place I came close to getting stuck.
It poured all the way over 165, until I got to Cuyama. I just stayed at a slower pace, following other people so that I could see where the road was having problems and still have time to react. There was a lot of flooding, but luckily I managed to avoid the worst of it.
David called right when I hit Cuyama, he was worried about the canyon areas, since they are prone to flooding. He said they closed the creek about 15 mins after I left. They were now stuck. They were all packed up and ready to leave as soon as the tide went down on Monday. No luck. Luckily our group had plenty of food and fuel for the generators. Soem people were really hurting. The worst David went through was when he ran out of beer. The creek crossing was not reopened until 2pm Tuesday, and even at that they were advising against it.
I was told that the next trip we take, I am forbidden to take my own car, so I can't escape early.