The crew of “Ariel” (hubby and I) weathered a strong storm throughout the night—complete with thunder and lighting. A big blow that accompanied the storm caused our boat to heel significantly even at the dock.
In the middle of the night, Steve rose, donned his foul weather gear to re-tie the stretched lines. Our first clue this had happened was hearing “Ariel’s” hull banging against the dock.
Rain continued until morning light. At noon, the wind continued to blow strong. Our American flag continued to fly stretched out over our stern