Today we finally got out of Lyman Moorse Boatbuilding. It was wonderful. We had a bunch of old British guys to literally shove us off. Later, we encountered a large storm with damaging winds and ping-pong ball sized hail. (We weren’t actually in the storm, I heard that off the radio.) We thought that the storm was going to hit us, but it didn’t.
Syndicated from Soren’s Realm.