One of the reasons I workout is to enable me to rescue adrift kayaks during thunder, lightening and hail storms.

And then it ended:

Oh yeah, swimming with a cell phone and wallet in your pockets is a poor choice!

It turns out that our area sustained limited damage compared to the near-by city. We now have another adventure to regale others at the camp fires of future gatherings. The dents, dimples and dings on our heads, feet and torsos only add "war" wounds to enhance the telling.


We dried off as best we could, finished dinner by candle-light, because the power was out for 4 hours. After all left to assess home damage I watched the DVD that Leigh brought: "The Boondock Saints."

There's always a Story.