Tropical Storm Gert
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| Duration | July 23 – July 25 | ||
| Peak intensity | 45 mph (75 km/h) 1005 mbar (hPa) | ||
A tropical wave, which had earlier crossed Honduras and the Yucatán peninsula, organized into Tropical Depression Seven on the afternoon of July 23 in the Bay of Campeche. It was upgraded to Tropical Storm Gert early the next day, the earliest formation of a seventh named storm on record. It strengthened little before making landfall on the coast of Mexico south of Tampico late on July 24 with maximum sustained winds of 50 mph (70 km/h) and a minimum central pressure of 1,001 mbar (29.6 inHg). It moved inland over central Mexico before dissipating on July 25.
Gert struck in roughly the same area as Hurricane Emily just four days earlier, causing fear of flooding and landslides due to saturated lands. As a precaution some 1,000 people were evacuated from low-lying residences and businesses near the towns of Naranjos and Tamiahua.
- The NHC's archive on Tropical Storm Gert
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