Dahlia helping to wash the boat after we got back!
Coming by Nobska Light on our way back to MacDougalls.
Our second day at anchor was beautiful, swimming, boating, eating, more swimming, after such a great day I feel guilty even mentioning the storm. At about 8pm the wind picked up, and the clouds rolled in. At first it appeared as if the storm was just going to miss us, but then it got really dark and the rain became torrential. Then I heard Deason ask Chris "why we were getting hit by ice cubes". For about five minutes we got pelted with almond sized hail, and it was SO loud when it was hitting the whole boat. At the time, I was thinking that I can't remember being in a hail storm on the Cape. There were probably plenty of storms like that over the years, but I never noticed it being inside a house. It is amazing how attuned we get to the weather, some times it is all we talk about...what's the forecast?....where is the wind coming from? and I use to never even consider it before living aboard. Fortunately, those storms never last long, and after an hour the wind died back down, and it was quiet as can be again!
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