The second of a series describing a 500 mile circuit by air of the flooded Ohio river valley Sunday morning as the Ohio flood reaches a crest between Aurora and Madison. This column as was the first, is written as the plane flies better than 100 miles per hour over Indiana, Ohio and Kentucky.
Sunday, 9:15 a.m.
Sunday, 9:20 a.m.
Between Aurora and Rising Sun, the river is twice its usual sprawling width. We can easily determine the original bed of the Ohio, clearly marked by a thin line of trees. They look like a single row of corn, missed by a careless picker.
Sunday, 9:30 a.m.
Oh, man, I can see trouble ahead. Here comes Carrelton, where the Kentucky river flows into the Ohio. Farmlands for miles around here have been inundated. Tall hills to the west of Carrelton have confined the river on that side, pushing the angry, reddish water into the little town. The one main business street is under water and a power-boat is chugging smack down the middle of the street. It looks like an army duck. I have just had a closer look at it through the binoculars, and it is not a duck, just a motor boat with a funny square nose. The water level in this town is halfway up the front windows of the stores. A cash register on a counter would just be under water. As we leave Carrelton, Bob is admiring a purple flowering bush which covers the hilltops here. We wonder what it is?
Sunday, 9:40 a.m.
There is a big bridge below, that doesn't reach dry anymore. Milton, Kentucky, across the river from Madison, is completely under water. It is a village the size of Burket and not a structure is on dry land, though the water is not so deep. Up to the bottom of the lower story windows-knee-deep in the living room, maybe.
We better get out of here and head for Freeman Field at Seymour for gas. Something is wrong here. We should have plenty.
Sunday, 10:20 a.m.
We are nearing Indianapolis. Let's radio for wind information. At 4,500 feet we can again find a tailwind, the operator says. We'll go up and catch a free ride for some extra miles per hour. The wind is picking up, blowing fairly hard. Indianapolis is passing by to our left. That town always looks like a big old wagon-wheel with the nice symmetrical rim busted off. It's hazy and we can't see the other side of the city.
Sunday, 11 a.m.
Sunday, 11:30 a.m.
It has been a wonderful trip and I'm glad you could go with us. for your information, if we have figured right, rental on this plane is going to be $38, including gas and everything for 500 miles of travel. It was certainly worth it. See what I mean--flying is not so expensive.
Warsaw Daily Times Wed. Apr. 21, 1948