Anson Forensic Weather & Hail Impact Report

Look, I’ve been roofing here for over twenty years, and if there’s one thing I tell every homeowner in Anson, it’s that we’re sitting right in the bullseye for some of the nastiest weather in Texas. It’s not just the occasional spring thunderstorm—it’s the way the land works against us. We’re out here on the open, flat prairie, with nothing but miles of cotton fields and mesquite to break the wind. When a supercell rolls in from the southwest, it doesn’t slow down for anything. That flat terrain acts like a runway, letting straight-line winds scream across your roof at sixty, seventy miles an hour without a hill or a tree line to knock the punch out of them. And those winds aren’t just blowing shingles off; they’re lifting them up just enough for the next hailstone to slam underneath and pry them loose.

And let’s talk about that hail, because that’s the real culprit. Our storm season peaks in April and May, but we get rogue cells popping up as early as March and as late as October. The hail we get isn’t that little pea-sized stuff you see in Dallas. No, sir. We get those big, jagged chunks—golf ball to baseball size—that come down at a steep angle because of those straight-line winds. I’ve pulled pieces of my own customers’ roofs that looked like someone took a hammer to them. The combination is what kills you: the wind weakens the seal between the shingles, and then the hail hits that weakened spot dead-on. It’s a one-two punch that turns a ten-year-old roof into a leaky sieve in a single twenty-minute storm. That’s why I always tell folks out here, don’t wait for the insurance adjuster to find the damage—you call me first, because I already know what that west wind and that April sky did to your ridge caps.