Roy wanted to go for a bike ride today, so he took his bike over to Manhattan on the ferry and rode all the way up to 181st Street. He picked a dandy day to go for a ride; the worst thunderstorm of the season hit around one o'clock. Rain came down in a deluge, the wind blew about 55 MPH, lightning flashed, and thunder boomed. Roy ducked into a Burger King and stayed there a couple of hours.
I had gone to the shopping mall in the morning and bought a few things. When I got back, I took a shower and washed my hair. I'd just gotten back to the boat and started eating lunch when the storm hit. Was I lucky! I'd already closed the hatches and some of the portholes, so it didn't take long to shut everything up tight.
While the storm raged, I plotted two possible courses to Fairhaven, one inside the Sound and one out. Wrote down the waypoints to enter into the GPS, but by then the rain had quit, so I did the laundry. When that was done and the clothes put away, I entered the waypoints and the routes. Had just finished all that when Roy returned.
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