The effects of Hurricane Ike in Texas were crippling and long-lasting. Ike's effects included deaths, widespread damage, and impacts to the price and availability of oil and gas. Hurricane Ike also had a long-term impact on the U.S. economy. Making landfall over Galveston, at 2:10 a.m. CDT on 13 September 2008, "giant" Hurricane Ike caused extensive damage in Texas, with sustained winds of 110 mph (175 km/h), a 22 ft (6.8 m) storm surge, and widespread coastal flooding.
More than 140,000 people in the Texas Gulf Coast area in Ike's path had failed to evacuate, partly due to fears of multi-hour traffic jams as during Hurricane Rita, but over 940 were rescued from rising waters, and nearly 2,000 rescued afterward.
As of December 27, 2008, 37 people are known to have lost their lives in Texas due to Ike while hundreds are still missing.
The storm had come ashore hours before daybreak with 110-mph (175 km/h) winds and towering waves, pushing boats ashore, smashing many houses, flooding thousands of homes, knocking out windows in Houston's skyscrapers, uprooting trees, and cutting electric power to more than millions of customers (estimates range from 2.8 million to 4.5 million  customers) for weeks or months.
Some people survived by punching holes in attics, climbing to rooftops or trees, using nearby boats, or floating on debris until reaching solid ground.
Afterward, an estimated 100,000 homes had been flooded in Texas, and numerous boats washed ashore. Galveston was declared uninhabitable, and Houston imposed a week-long nighttime curfew due to limited electric power.
I've been cruising this board for a bit and wanted to tell you about my experience when IKE hit Houston. I apologize for grammar errors in advance.
I was living in the montrose/museum district of Houston. IKE came on the TV and people were asked to evacuate the city and surrounding area. I had a Jeep Cheorkee 4x4 and a full tank of gas but I decided to stay in my Apartment. The first thing I did was go online and looked at the flood map. I was well above the 100yr flood plain by 32 feet if I remember correctly. So there was little chance that I would be flooded out. The apartment was an old solid brick building with concrete floors upstairs and down. The units were separated by solid rock/cinderblock walls and the roof was a flat tar roof. It resembled an older hotel shaped like a box with a pool in the middle of it all.
I reviewed my provisions and I figured I had 3 weeks of dried goods, canned foods, and bottled water along with alcohol and what was in the fridge. So I checked my ammo and weapon. I had a case of 00 buckshot in the closet with only a few rounds missing. I figured I was set. I zipped to the grocery store less than a block away to find it overrun by mass hysteria. Snagging a bag of Charcoal and a few cans of chilli it was hard to not realize everything was basically gone from the night before. But, that wasn’t a concern I was simply passing time at this point and over-preparing.
My next step was to fill the tub at home with water and fill a few buckets of water to flush the toilet/drink water if my bottled supply went dry. There was a pool so I could use that to flush the toilet and wash-up, etc..
I turned on the TV to check the weather. I watched the sky and TV as the storm began to consume the area. I immediately realized my Jeep was sitting under a 100+yr old oak tree. The limbs were sure to snap. I rushed outside to move the Jeep to a safer area.
The sky grew dark and rain was heavy. It stormed for hours then the eye of IKE came right over my apartment. I stepped outside to view the surroundings because I figured I had 30mins of calm before it started back up. A limb had fallen right where my jeep had been. Nothing really happened to the apartment and I went back inside. As the rest of the hurricane flew over the place I lost power. My clock radio 9volt was nowhere to be found. I guess I had put it in my parents attic back in Austin.. no communication, no updates, no weather alerts.. the sound of high winds and rain buffeting the building in white noise was all that could be heard.
I was unprepared for this part and I felt like an idiot but in a few hours my cell phone worked but the internet was down. The storm had passed and I contacted my loved ones. There was a rescue party planned and firing up. I urged my brother and father to unhook the boat from the f150 and open a beer, I was just fine.
The next few hours were silent and simple. No gas, no water, no electricity. I pulled a 6pack out of the fridge and made quick work of it. Double checked the apartment gates and made one quick round then went to sleep after securing my dwelling.
When waking the on day 2 the water was on. I did not drink the water in fear of contaminates. The gas was on later that afternoon and I had a gas stove, gas hot water heater and a gas heater as well. I lighted the pilot back up for the complex and hot water started flowing. Although the temps were around 80F it was comforting to see that the gas was back on so quickly. hot showers were an unexpected comfort. I figured the electricity to be a few days and planned to bug in another few days.
As day 3 came about other neighbors who elected to stay for transportation reasons or a BOL in the same path of this hurricane started to appear. One fired up a charcoal BBQ pit and we began cooking meats and products that would easily spoil. His boyfriend had a power inverter and a small 13inch tv. As the 10 or so of us gathered around eating BBQ and watching regular TV programming it was a large comfort to have just a few things in life. We played guitar and enjoyed the company of each other (this happened often it was a small apartment complex and Sundays by the pool were common).
The following day I decided to drive around the neighborhood and scope out the surroundings. There were downed trees 3 foot around laying across streets, on cars, houses, etc.. I began to think how lucky I was that nothing fell on my dwelling. I noticed Radio Shack was open and I dropped in to look about a dark storeroom. The store was out of flashlights, and most standard batteries. I found a small am/fm radio that took a 9volt. Although I had cash I figured the CC was the way to go here, I snagged it and they took my credit card the old fashioned way.
I got home and sat down for dinner. The AM radio was reporting looting and crime in some of the local area. A cerfew had been set and the power was expected to be another 8 days.
Day 6, I woke to the sound of a chainsaw next door. The water was receding and road crews had began to get to work. People were not coming back home just yet but the streetlights were now flashing red.
The next few days were quiet and not really of any note. Around day 12 the power was back on in some areas and I got a tank of gas from the only gas station I found to be open that day. They wouldn’t let anyone inside but I was able to get some more 9volts for my AM radio at home.
The reason I stayed was I figured I’d just be in the way of people who really needed to move out of the city and to a safer location. People ran out of gas along the highway and got stranded in cars as a result of clogged roads and high traffic. I like to think my decision was the best one for me. After all I was a single male with provisions and skills to complete the mission. I even found a little work wielding a chainsaw at my girlfriends parents house (at the time) and cleaning up my grandmothers yard.
Eventually the power came back up and I went into work. There were generators running and the store was open. I worked overtime to cover for missing personnel and things began to get back to normal.
Overall the experience wasn’t bad at all. It was like a 2week long luxury camping trip except I was able to actually sleep in my bed. I felt very prepared with a few small hiccups… If the world as you know it is coming to end I suggest knowing your area, terrain and making a decision. I didn’t take my location on the flood map into consideration until I was thinking about riding it out. The building was solid and I was well prepared. Some weren’t that lucky. Looting and crime did happen. Lives were lost to some who were in high risk areas that were unable to evacuate. I was just as fortunate and lucky as ready for the disaster. To each their own.