I’ve been up since quarter after three, dragged out to learn what that awful metallic banging was. The windstorm resumed overnight and tore all but one end of an eight-foot length of flashing off the windward side of the cabin, and is at present dragging it back and forth across the roof in a loud and obnoxious fashion. It also appears to have done some minor damage to that edge of the roofing, but I won’t know how bad that is until I get up there. I doubt the wind will moderate much but since the damage is pretty much done – fortunately the flashing can’t quite reach the solar panels – I can at least wait until things warm up a bit before hauling myself up there in the wind. I expect the flashing to be too pretzeled to be saved, though saving it is my first choice.
Bother. I love spring but hate the wind.
Our DIY lean-to shed in the back has a corregated steel roof, which in a winter wind storm freed itself and was making quite a racket. I put a piece of plywood on top, and weighted with a concrete block, quieted the racket until I got to fixing it. Pretty loud alright.