Tuesday, February 26, 2008
It was a humid, overcast day, we had just returned from a hike and someone announced over the VHF, "all boaters in Big Major's, waterspout to the west". And there was this funnel cloud descending from the clouds down to the water, which appeared to be churning like a washing machine where the spout touched the water. You may be able to see this in the picture. It was so awesome I forgot to be scared. After about two minutes it disippated and I then realized that I had read you just motor or sail away from a spout since they are usually so slow. But we were at anchor. What if it had paid a visit?
Worse yet, what if we were that sailboat shown very close to the waterspout? Lots of laundry the next day I wager.