Last night the wind howled.
It shrieked. It tore through the
rigging and the sound permeated the hull.
The fenders creaked and groaned between the boat and the dock. The lines tugged, the boat lurched at her
moorings. We bounced and rolled all
night long. Once in a while an
especially vile gust would rise above the others. A brief hail storm made a racket as well.
In the morning Jodi walked Rex with the wind still blowing
and no sooner than she got back and zipped up the boat the heavens opened with
a slushy mixture of rain and snow. It’s
now coming down in sheets, blown nearly horizontally.
The boat is warm and cozy, but it’s wild outside. Time to catch up on some reading….
The weather partially cleared enough to take a short
hike. Cascade Lake is just above
Rosario and offers a nice chance to stretch the legs. Rex enjoyed a good and it offered a chance to snap a few pictures.
After the hike we had a nice Thai soup,
a nap, then a dip in the hot tub. One
could get used to this.
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