Cumulus Hanger-Ons
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Cumulus Hanger-Ons

Cumulus Hanger-Ons

Cumulus Hanger-Ons

Rain, rain go away. Come again another day.

These towering cumulus clouds shadow us to port and dare Seaburban, Salty, and I to make a dash for the westerlies down south.

Having had enough of languishing under clouds for the time being, we ignored them and their taunting. In good time the sun turned them into nothingness.

After yesterday’s pummelling, we are on our way. Perhaps it was some rite of passage, or more likely just bad luck. On the bright side, I now know to secure the propane tanks differently in their locker!

Follow my tracks in real-time:
https://bit.ly/svseaburban