Our area was hit by high winds all day Sunday, resulting in a lot of tree damage and very wide spread power outages. I road my bike to my brothers house in town, about four miles from me. It was evening but still daylight. Because no one had power, most people where outside enjoying the cool evening air. People waved as I went by, it was like something from a long lost time. When I got to town, it was almost like parade day, there where families out walking together, people sitting on their front porches.
One guy had a camp fire built in his back yard, as I rode by he told me he was cooking supper the “old way”.
There was almost no traffic; I think I saw three cars running. All the gas stations in the county had been without power all day, so people where saving what gas they had for the trip to work Monday. The only lights in town where from candle light, it was pretty dark with no street lights.
I opted to leave my bicycle at my brother’s house in town and rode home with my wife in the car, as I have no lights on the bike, yet. My bother took a ride around town and is now sold on the idea that he needs a bicycle!
It was a ride I will not soon forget.

Nice, silver lining I guess?

If your brother starts riding with you then some good has come from the disaster.