Showing posts with label storm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label storm. Show all posts

Sunday, March 1, 2009

THERE'S A STORMFRONT COMIN'

... "small craft warnin' on the radio"
(LOOKING NORTH)
As I often do when 'warned' about an impending storm, I headed to the beach. I opted for Bay Street rather than the Breakers (I'm never sure if my little car will make it out from the rain-rutted jetty lot). The wind was kicking up a bit but not at all cold. In fact, at one point I felt a warm southern breeze come up from behind and I turned expecting a bonfire - it felt like the warm air from the dryer vent.
(LOOKING SOUTH)
The waves weren't impressive and seemed way too close together to ride though a few surfers showed up to give it a shot. I watched one give up, no doubt out of boredom. This is an odd storm from the south; I think it's warmer in the driveway than it is in the living room. My Desktop Weather is showing 62˚.... not bad for winter.

Saturday, January 5, 2008

RIDERS ON THE STORM

If you know me, you know that the phrase "hazardous seas" is just a taunt to get me out there. And I went, dragging Gloria with me. The road was fun since last night's surge had drug sand over part of the road. It was a bit precarious in my little Xbox with NO ground clearance but we made it. Check these out...The first one is of the north jetty, what you can see of it. You can't see the rocks where I was crawling on Tuesday. Oh..MY...GAWD!
Glo got this video. Just for perspective, that black is the jetty wall where people sit and fish, along which I generally walk. The wave is IN the channel and ENORMOUS. I'd like to tell you it's her voice, all excited and awestruck but, hey, she's sixteen. It was me. Needless to say, no fishing boats and no surfers. Glo and I stayed on the dune as did most of the other people who couldn't resist the call of the "hazardous seas". I can honestly tell you that the scene was truly APOCALYPTIC!
Although I don't know that I've ever seen anything as impressive, Mark reminded me of a big storm in Santa Cruz. I begged him to drive out on to the wharf and I was pissed because my pictures of the waves skimming the bottom of the pier beneath us didn't turn out. I don't know WHY....I was hanging plenty far over the side?! We must have already been married .... I'm not sure he would have married me AFTER that.