It’s been a bit quiet here on the old OC Metblogs hasn’t it? And wouldn’t you know, it would literally take an earthquake to get me to post.
We were in Huntington Beach, in the middle of an egg hunt in my sister’s back yard. I was sitting with my five-month old on a bench when I felt sort of dizzy. I thought for sure I was about to faint for some unknown reason, and was searching for the nearest adult to hand her off to before I hit the pavement.
Then the rolling sensation got a little more pronounced, and I swear I could see the earth moving, watching as I went lower than the house, and then back again. It was pretty freaky, actually, and this is coming from a So Cal native with dozens and dozens of earthquakes under her belt. I screeched calmly stated that there was an earthquake, as no one else had seemed to notice. Then all the adults froze in place, while the oblivious kids kept running around trying to find their eggs. Which was a good thing, actually.
It took quite a long time for the rolling sensation to stop, at least a minute, if not more. We could hear the neighbor’s pool sloshing and overflowing.
I’m not sure if we felt it a little bit more in HB because the water table is so high there, or what.
How about you? Did you feel it?