Stan and I got back from Connecticut on Friday. We had a fun time exploring the coastline, mostly in the Mystic area. (Mystic is a tourist beach town along the seaport.)
The first day we were there we took a sailboat ride out into the ocean. It was really nice, but there was no wind, so the captain had to use the motor the whole time. She did put the sails up at one point, and they looked cool, but we didn’t go anywhere. Stan got to help raise the sails. The boat had two masts, and they were made out of Douglas Fir logs that came from Oregon! I thought that was cool.
We got caught in an amazing thunderstorm while in Mystic. On Sunday afternoon we went for a walk on a bluff that led to the beach. It was probably 1-2 miles to get to the point of the bluff. We could see the sky getting darker and darker, so we took some pictures and then decided to head back. Well, we got part way, and the wind started getting pretty strong and then the rain starting coming down – only it wasn’t coming down, it was coming across. The wind was so strong that the rain fell sideways and it stung when it hit our faces. We started running, and ran for a while, but I pooped out. There were tall trees on both sides of the path, and I was a little bit afraid (like I was hoping that a tornado wasn't coming our way) that the trees might start falling across the path; There were branches that did! Anyway, we made it back to the car and we were grateful that we happened to have a couple of towels in the car to dry off; we couldn’t have been any wetter if we had been in the shower! Anyway, it was pretty eventful.
The first day we were there we took a sailboat ride out into the ocean. It was really nice, but there was no wind, so the captain had to use the motor the whole time. She did put the sails up at one point, and they looked cool, but we didn’t go anywhere. Stan got to help raise the sails. The boat had two masts, and they were made out of Douglas Fir logs that came from Oregon! I thought that was cool.
We got caught in an amazing thunderstorm while in Mystic. On Sunday afternoon we went for a walk on a bluff that led to the beach. It was probably 1-2 miles to get to the point of the bluff. We could see the sky getting darker and darker, so we took some pictures and then decided to head back. Well, we got part way, and the wind started getting pretty strong and then the rain starting coming down – only it wasn’t coming down, it was coming across. The wind was so strong that the rain fell sideways and it stung when it hit our faces. We started running, and ran for a while, but I pooped out. There were tall trees on both sides of the path, and I was a little bit afraid (like I was hoping that a tornado wasn't coming our way) that the trees might start falling across the path; There were branches that did! Anyway, we made it back to the car and we were grateful that we happened to have a couple of towels in the car to dry off; we couldn’t have been any wetter if we had been in the shower! Anyway, it was pretty eventful.
