Let me begin by saying that we both really like storms.

Not the ones that will put us at danger,

but the ones we can view while safely at a dock

or at anchor.

We have even rushed back to the boat when a good one was forecast,

just to sit in the cockpit

and watch the show.

We used to go out on our home lake in heavy winds

and high waves

to see how R.E.D. handles

and maybe more importantly,

see how we manage together as a good sailing team

while under sail

and under motor.

We were never far from shore or our club

to return quickly if needed.

Today we knew a thunder storm (orage in French)

was forecast.

We headed out early,

leftover pizza and coffee to go…

The gathering cloud formations confirmed that a storm was imminent.

Just past Prescott,

we found a small bay to anchor.

Winds had picked up gradually,

but then increased significantly.

We watched…

…and watched…

…then Francois noticed we were far closer to shore than we had been.

 

…motor on,

life vest donned,

dragging anchor quickly retrieved…

 

…and watched the approaching storm…