We went around visiting people again with cards in hand this time in Bowness. To access the community you have to park and walk over the pedestrian bridge. Walking over the bridge you could see how fast-moving, high and wide the river still is. The water resists being moved aside by the bridge supports pushing back and up the pillar, looking like the waves created by the bow of a ship breaking through waves at sea. You can see how high the water still is in the picture below.
All traffic into the area is limited to those vehicles required for a function such as hailing out the remnants of people's homes. Unlike Sunnyside it did not feel very party-like. People were working hard, they were tired and spirits were subdued. There was no talk of blessings in disguise but there was still lots of gratitude for those people who have come to help them in their hour of need. Lots of waiting around for people to come and haul the rubble away - the need for trucks is really slowing the clean-up process down.
Here where spirits were lower I got the clear sense that taking pictures was not appreciated. In an effort to refrain from appearing like a gawker I didn't take much for photos out of respect for those that lost so much. In moments of despair I could see how take photos would just seem like fodder for someone's detached curiosity. In reality I just want to tell their story so other people know what it is like. Why these people need our help. In this world of sound bytes it might feel like this story is "over." For these people it has just begun.