Pink Hill Forensic Weather & Hail Impact Report

Look, I’ve been roofing here in Pink Hill for over twenty years, and I can tell you straight up—our little corner of Duplin County sits right in Mother Nature’s crosshairs when it comes to hail and wind. You see, we’re nestled in that sweet spot between the coastal plain and the Sandhills, which means those summer thunderstorms that boil up almost every afternoon from June through August don’t just pass over us—they stall and stack up. The heat and humidity off the Cape Fear River basin feed these cells like a furnace, and when they finally break, they drop marble-to-golf-ball-sized hail that comes down sideways with 60 to 80 mph gusts. It’s not like the big tornado alley out west; our damage is more of a relentless, repetitive beating over the years, and that’s what really wears a roof out.

And don’t even get me started on the fall hurricane season, because that’s where we really get hammered. We’re only about 60 miles from the coast, so when a tropical system comes ashore near Wilmington or Morehead City, we’re right in that northeast quadrant where the winds are strongest and the rain bands just keep spinning over us. I’ve seen storms like Florence and Matthew sit on top of us for two days straight, ripping shingles off in sheets and driving hail into the decking like nails. The geography here is flat and open, too—lots of farm fields and scattered pine stands—so there’s nothing to break that wind up before it slams into your ridge line. Bottom line: if you’ve got a roof older than ten years, you’re not asking *if* it’s going to get damaged, you’re asking *when*—and I’d rather you call me before the storm than after.