It has always been one of my dreams to see the ocean during a storm. The opportunity came by surprise this week, but was heartily welcomed. The very next day after our sunny Beehive hike we woke up to wild winds and rain. The reality didn’t hit me until later in the day when I realized that the opportunity was finally here! With the exception of poor Dad, who was sick, everyone was excited by the prospect. When we arrived the wind had slowed considerably, but the rain was still coming down in a torrent. The ocean was surging, foaming, and throwing debris up in the air. Its fierce power was quite amazing to see. However, I was grateful that I was able to view it from a distance and not be put at its nonexistent mercy.
We ended up getting completely soaked but it was, without a doubt, entirely worth it. That day we were forecasted to get up to an inch of rain and an additional inch that night. I do not know what we actually got, but there was a LOT of rain!
