Turns out our decision to pull into Beaufort early was a wise one. On our original plan we would have arrived about when the picture above is time stamped.
Instead, we moved the boat from the face dock to its April slip yesterday in a cloudy but rain free period to the sounds of marine recruit small arms training rumbling up from Parris Island to the south. Yesterday required long sleeves and long pants to fend off the bugs though.
Around 0200 the first of the bow echos (highlighted with dotted lines — we are the red plus sign at the end of the arrow showing storm progression) rolled through. First came wind loud enough to wake us, but not a squall. Then came rain that went from sprinkles to biblical in about 15 minutes. Eventually two more lines went through before we broke free of the sound’s lullaby effect and crawled out of bed. When I went topsides, we had an 1.25 inches in an impromptu rain gauge. (And a dolphin surfaced about three feet from me as I stepped through the companionway.)
We decided to go to Plum’s (see side link) for an early lunch and just made it before the next bow blew through. This one had near white-out rains and a lighting strike just a few yards from the restaurant. Plum’s lived up to our remembrances with fresh, prepared to order salads, sandwiches and quesadilla. As soon as the rain abated, we scurried back to the boat.
We look to be in for two more of these “bow” events, and their size is a bit daunting. The reason such meta-structures are worrisome is they reflect twist in the atmosphere and therefore tornado formation is more likely. (All NE Georgia is under a Tornado Watch right now.) These structures also can portend hail and high straight line winds (like last night).
It isn’t boring.