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‘I clung to a tree for two days’ – Hurricane Dorian victims describe extraordinary fight for survival
astor Joey Saunders had been at home with his son Jeremi, 25, when the when the wall of water swept the roof off of his 32ft home and took him with it. “Somehow I got hold of a pine tree and I just held on,” he told The Telegraph. “I clung onto that tree for two days.”
“It was raining and I had salt water in my eyes and I couldn’t see very well, but I felt at peace.” He didn’t eat or sleep for the two days and when eventually the rains stopped he called out for his son. From a tree just a few metres away his son called back. They had both thought that the other one was dead….
Dorian may be moving away, but there are still two months left of hurricane season
fter a week of death and devastation in the Bahamas and flooding and tornadoes in the Carolinas, Dorian is finally moving away from the Atlantic coast. The storm was no longer a hurricane when it made landfall near Nova Scotia, Canada, on Saturday evening. But the heavy rains and powerful winds from the post-tropical cyclone still knocked out electricity for hundreds of thousands of people.
The worst likely isn’t over. The Atlantic hurricane season, which started on June 1 and lasts until November 30, is just now reaching its peak. Hurricane season peaks on September 10, and during the eight-week period surrounding that date, storms begin to form quickly….
‘We have no food or water’: Hurricane Dorian survivors feel abandoned
he silence along the Grand Bahama highway, the only major road on the island, is foreboding, punctuated only by the occasional truck driving east. The once dense forest on either side of the road has turned to bare branches. Houses and government buildings have been reduced to their concrete foundations. Cars and small jet planes have been left crumpled wreckages by 185 mph winds. Boats washed inland by the storm surge are planted among foliage.
The sheer brutality of Hurricane Dorian was on display to the few people travelling back towards the worst-hit areas on Grand Bahama, a thin strip of land that is home to 50,000 people. As a lone pick-up truck slowed to navigate the smashed tarmac ahead, Shenelle Kemp called from the back: “We have no food. No water. We’re abandoned here.”
Kemp, 45, was heading back to her home town of High Rock, in the island’s remote centre, an area mostly turned to rubble that had only been fully…