Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Oh Don, we barely knew ye

Tropical Storm Don, headed straight for Grenada,  the second named storm aiming for Grenada already this Hurricane season, the fourth named storm in the Atlantic overall. 
Fortunately for us we had already planned to have Rhapsody hauled for some routine maintenance so we had less to worry about with Don. The boatyard had a sense of urgency. Boats getting hauled and situated in an already full boatyard. 
The forecasts were for winds up to 70 mph and 3 to 6 inches of rain with concerns about mudslides in the mountains. 

Rhapsody and Melody in their temporary home, safe from Don.


Every boat is strapped down to these large concrete blocks. Two hundred boats, each one with at least 4 blocks and straps.

We took a trip in to town and the stores and restaurants all had signs up telling people that they would be closing early today because of Don. The grocery store was full, people buying up food and supplies. The government announced that everyone should go home and prepare.

Back at the boatyard it was quiet. All the boats were in and strapped down, and the workers had gone home. A few boat owners were still at their boats stowing any loose items and tying down what they could.

We headed to the apartment we have rented for the week. Passing by both big houses and tiny shacks.





 The rains and the winds were due in the wee hours of the morning and so we waited.
And waited.
Listening to the frogs and the lack of wind and rain.
And then there was nothing.
No wind.
No rain.
Nothing.

Even the remnants of Don missed us.

The idea of going to Grenada for the hurricane season was because Grenada is supposed to be out of the line of fire for the storms. First Bret, now Don ( sort of ). I think that is enough. The rest of the summer storms can all aim somewhere else, please.

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