This morning, I rode along the bike path to work. We had a lot of high water on the path, to the point that I saw a dead fish laying where the flood waters had receded.
I only got my feet wet as the water reached my bikes pedals, but some of the water was definitely moving water, flowing from one part of the Sugar River flowage to another part.
I also saw a displaced possum; it's hiding hole must have been flooded.
Of course, the bike path paled in comparison to some of the roads.
I was glad to be high above that mess, let me tell you!