The 1990 Atlantic hurricane season was the most active Atlantic hurricane season since 1969. It officially began on June 1, 1990, and lasted until November 30, 1990. These dates conventionally delimit the period of each year when most tropical cyclones form in the Atlantic basin. One tropical depression did form before the season officially started, however.
Though very active, the season featured relatively weak systems, most of which stayed at sea. The 1990 season was unusual in that no tropical cyclone of at least tropical storm strength made landfall in the United States, although Tropical Storm Marco weakened to a depression just before landfall. 1962 was the last season prior to this one when no storm of at least tropical storm strength made landfall in the US. There have been a total of 6 such seasons in which no storms have made landfall in the United States at at least tropical storm strength. 1853, 1862, 1864, 1922, 1962 and 1990.
Two of the season's hurricanes were notable. Hurricane Diana killed an estimated 139 in the Mexican states of Veracruz and Hidalgo; property damage estimates are unavailable, but damage was widespread. Hurricane Klaus brought flooding to Martinique, and caused torrential rainfall across the southeastern United States after combining with Tropical Storm Marco and a frontal boundary. As a result of effects from Diana and Klaus, both names were retired following the season.
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