Anatomy of a Thunder Storm

A couple of days before Dividing Creek Carrie Rose rode out a nasty thunder storm while anchored behind a small island on Hunting Creek off the Miles River. There was the first big blow and then three less dramatic storms blew through. It rained and rained but we had picked a safe spot and so, we each managed to finish a book.


Mammary Clouds


Shelf Cloud (it was copper colored). When one of these appears, let more chain out and wait for the wind!


Ditto!


The last storm almost missed us...


Ah, the skies are clearing.


Fooled ya!


Finally it was over.


A just reward...