Great Roger, good for my anxiety problem. Our new house is a few km up the bay and at 20 m elevation, so at least 500m inland from the bay. But actually, 24 years ago HW and I were camping on the island of Hawaii and its tsunami history gave me the heebee-jeebies so we did not camp at the National park campground by the ocean: we instead camped at 1000 m. In 1975 (?) a bunch of people at that same campground were caught by a tsunami from that local quake and two died, while the rest were washed into a fissure of some sort and survived.

Actually, I am really interested in hurricanes: I grew up hearing about the previous generation and the one before that wandering around in hurricanes on the same island or on the next one. My uncle, who is still with us at 90 years, was in school on the island that Newport RI is on and went wandering during the 1938 New England hurricane, and was picked up and blown through the air, or at least tumbling, and broke his glasses. At the same time my grandmother was driving from R.I through Connecticut towards Philadelphia and had to keep avoiding floods. Back them there was no route 95 and it was a 2 days trip instead of 6 hours. She called my grandfather and said she was OK and he asked from what? He had no idea there was a hurricane,

The 38 hurricane was moving through the water at 60 mph (100 km/hr) so the storm surge arrived at the speed. The National Weather service gave no warnings, and about 600 people died. The town beach at the end of the long cove, open at south end to ocean, is on a low isthmus connecting 2 parts of the island, and was washed over this past October during Sandy, with feet of sand on the road (and not on the beach). A schoolbus was crossing this road in 1938 and caught by the storm surge and 7 children died. It is only maybe 300 m or 400 m between high ground on either side.

Chris