_By Tiffany Amber Stockton
Dancing with the Elements
Many in the U.S. aren't familiar with the name Delmarva. And I get it. This area often gets overlooked as insignificant. Many regions do, especially if they don't create national impact. But this peninsula is made up of DELaware, plus parts of MARyland and VirginiA. Pretty straightforward, right? Not for everyone, as I've learned. Chalk it up to being raised in the area and surrounded by the regional influences. :)
Years ago, during a family reunion on Chincoteague, I told a relative I was from Delaware. They blinked at me and asked, “Where’s that?” Rather than spell it out, I asked them if they knew the name of the peninsula where they lived, and they said, "Delmarva, of course." I then asked what the name Delmarva meant. Their answer? “That’s the electric company!”
Cue my teenage eye roll.
Eventually, I asked them to name the states that make up Delmarva. Some got Virginia and Maryland right away. Delaware? Crickets. Now, mind you, Delaware isn’t just one of the three. It actually takes up over 60% of the land area. For lifelong residents of the peninsula not to know that? That’s a sad commentary on the state of geographic literacy in our country. But I digress.
Forgotten in the Forecasts
Just as Delaware often gets left out of conversations, so does Delmarva when it comes to national weather reports. Hurricanes are tracked up the Eastern Seaboard with warnings issued for Florida, Georgia, the Carolinas, New Jersey, and New York. But Delmarva and the MidAtlantic? Often skipped.
Why? Because of how the weather systems collide.
Hurricanes coming from the southeast often clash with cold fronts sweeping toward the coast from the northwest. The result? A swirling, soggy mess that parks itself right over the peninsula, dumping rain for days. Historically, these storm patterns affected everything from local farming to smuggling operations during the Revolutionary War, when blockade runners would navigate Chincoteague Harbor to move goods south.
But when the peninsula turned into a swampy floodplain in late summer, travel became treacherous. There was more marshland than dry ground. One of these storms occurred when the famous horse, Misty, was about to give birth to one of her foals. He was named Stormy, as a result.
Wading Through Chincoteague
Flooding isn’t a freak occurrence on Chincoteague. It’s part of the rhythm of life.
Some folks swoon over the gondolas of Venice, Italy. But I’m not so sure I’d enjoy that as a yearly lifestyle. There’s a fine line between charming and exhausting. And Chincoteague’s flooding can easily tip the scales.
The Aftermath and Adaptations
Of course, it’s not all whimsical boat rides and soggy socks. Flooding brings real danger. Property loss, structural damage, and sometimes even loss of life. That’s why so many homes and buildings on Chincoteague are built elevated, with raised foundations or full-blown stilt systems, much like beachfront homes all across the coastlines.
When storms destroy, rebuilds happen. Elevation has now become a way to survive.
Rain Boots and Resilience
Having grown up all around the Chesapeake Bay, I’ve seen my share of hurricanes, nor’easters, and relentless downpours that stretch for days.
And it’s not just summer rains that cause trouble. Winter storms combined with high tides have also brought eerie sights. Ice floating in flooded streets. Snow meeting saltwater. Frozen sheets of water. A frosty floodplain.
Chincoteague takes it all in stride, just like the ponies. The islanders adapt, rebuild, and press on. It’s part of their story. And thanks to family roots and muddy memories, it’s part of mine, too.
NOW IT'S YOUR TURN:
* Have you ever experienced flooding where you live? How did your community adapt or prepare for future storms?
* If you lived on Chincoteague Island, would you embrace the “boat-to-church” adventure or head for higher ground?
* Do you know the geography of your own region? What fun or surprising facts could you share that most people overlook?
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In the late 90s we were living in Northern Illinois. We had a 500-year flood. Totally unexpected. Even the weathermen had seen it coming. 12 feet of rain was dumped in a few hours with high winds.. Once it stopped, it receded quickly, leaving a lot of damage. Several towns were affected. Emergency Response teams went into action. We had four feet of water in our basement. It had never flooded in the past. We had to sterilize the walls and throw out stuff. Older neighborhoods like ours had sewage come up with the rainwater. New neighborhoods had corn from the nearby fields and lots of dirt moved around. Since then every house has a sump pump and although it hasn't flood since then insurance companies mark it as a flood area. There was no wading in that nasty sewer water.
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