Today: 7.39
Trip: 455.16
Our little beach haven was much calmer in the morning when we packed our camp. We knew it would not last long, however. The forcast was for heavy storms to begin as early as 1 pm so we packed up quick and headed out. It was nice to paddle near the sandstone cliffs without the risk of being trashed.
Around the bend came the little town of Freda, another smoke stack, abandoned factory, and a little bit of stamp sand. Our headwinds increased as we passed Freda but it was the clouds of impending doom that convinced us to tuck into a cove on the North end of Rockhouse Point.
Turning on the weather radio, our fears were confirmed. A tornado watch was well in effect along with a special marine statement warning boaters of oncoming storms. It started storming at 1:30 pm and we were trapped in our tent until 9 pm when the weather finally broke. We were able to catch a quick sunset before the next storm rolled in. Let's just say we caught up on some sleep.
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