"Don White" wrote in message
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Doug Kanter wrote:
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Doug Kanter wrote:

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*JimH* wrote:

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http://www.ndbc.noaa.gov/Maps/WestGulf.shtml

These are the weather bouys. 42001 is right in the path and about 50
miles away (when I typed this note)
watch "Combined plot of Wind Speed, Gust, and Air Pressure" and see
the storm build. I bet it goes down in the few hours.

I watched Kartina come ashore on the east gulf bouys and saw them
start dropping offline.

Cool! At 1550 GMT, waves at 42001 were 32.5 feet, barometer falling
rapidly.


What is so cool about that?

If they ever had those conditions on Lake Erie, the 'Good Rev.' would
be hiding under his bed.

The weather was like that on the St Lawrence this past weekend, but we
fished anyway. Good thing, too, because there were too many smallmouth
in that river. I fixed it.

You had 32' waves on the St. Lawrence? Wow.


Yes. You doubt what I'm saying? Fortunately, our campsite was on a very
high cliff. We parked my truck on the windward side of the tent, with the
wheels on the first 6" of the fabric. Getting the campfire and stove lit
was a bit of a challenge, but I always travel with 10 gross of wooden
matches that've been dipped in clear nail polish to make them waterproof.
All in all, it was a good trip, except that 2 blue herons (Stan and
Helen) moved into the tent to avoid the storm. They kept spreading their
huge wings because they thought it looked cool, but they kept knocking
the book out of my hands, or getting the wings in the way of the
flashlight. An argument ensued, but we settled things. They were very
impressed with the canned tuna we brought, and tipped us off to some hot
fishing spots.

Docking was a bitch in that kind of wind, so I gave up and just let the
storm blow the boat past the dock and all the way into the reeds at the
end of the cove, figuring "what the hell? Where's it gonna go?" I didn't
wanna have to leave the tent to bail out the boat every half hour, so I
decided I needed a complete moron who'd think the chore was fun. That was
easy - the park was full of RVs. I chose one, knocked on the door, and
the chump agreed to bail the boat all night in return for a "1500 Hours
of Free AOL" CD.
Doug
You're getting to be a bigger 'storyteller' than JimH!

Every word of it is true, Don. If you don't believe me, call Kring Point
State Park and ask.