It had been weeks, WEEKS, since we had been on the boat. And it was calling our names. There had been a lot of rain in the forecast and often times it would miss our house completely while down pouring just a little ways away. This particular day the forecast was 60% chance of afternoon rains but we thought we would chance it and go for a sail. As we boarded the boat the clouds were becoming more dark and billowy and coming closer and closer. We both looked at each other and said, we can go quickly and hopefully it will move in a different direction. You know when you do something against your better judgement. That was us. We even told our friends our exact route and when we hoped to be back just for safe measure.
We set out for a few hour sail. When we got 30 minutes out, we realized the clouds were moving faster and there was 1) no way to outrun it and 2) no way we would make it to a dry destination. So we tried to head back. The downpour came as did the lightening, and very loud thunder. The storm was directly overhead. And there was no way to see to get back. So Rad manned the boat (which basically meant keeping it off land) and I entertained the kids in the steamy cabin. It took us 2 hours to get back to the dock. God definitely protected us. Later we heard there was a water tornado and hail where we were headed. After we left the marina to head home there was another bad storm that let loose a boat off the marina.
We always learn lessons on the boat. Sometimes they are harder than others. Undocking from the marina always makes me extra nervous. You are working against strong currents, moving tides and sometimes really strong winds. You have to know how the boat will move without it slamming into another vessel or dock. (Not that we have ever done that….just saying). Luckily the weather was incredible Saturday and Sunday so we sailed both days and let the kids frolic at a beach and fish from the boat. Lucky for us the boat could be close to shore one of those days so Rad could scrape the barnacles and slime that had started to grow on the bottom. Slowly we are getting to know the people who’s lives mostly live at the marina. It is a whole other life on the water. Hoping these memories are being etched into the deep parts of my kids hearts.
(We had some long time friends come for a quick visit Friday and we ended up at the beach.)