as the spring inches closer and the discussions for job positions commence, ive been stuck in a never ending day dream of the months to come. Im thrilled about my up and coming job that starts in february but the summer is my home.
Every day I think about how lucky I am to not be a wealthy human being, and yet here I am, living in the city during it's finer months and on the beach for 4 wonderful months in the summertime, doing what I love, getting paid for it and getting to surf and skateboard to my hearts content. I was talking to the boy about one of my favorite things about being on the beach. Storms.
There is nothing like standing on the sound and watching a storm roll in over the water. Be it night or day, it's intensity is always the same. The feeling of the temperature dropping a good 5-10 degrees in a matter of minutes, the lighting hitting the water and the thunder blasting over your head.
This past summer I had a truly unique experience with a storm. It was in late august during hurricane season and there were only a few of us left in the housing that our theatre provides. That night was to be our last dinner together where we cook everything that's left over in our fridge from the season. As we were all together preparing for the big meal, we could hear thunder beginning to roll in. We moved to the upper porch for awhile and literally watched the rain come in from the sound. It was perfectly sunny where we were standing and at the same time a massive storm was only yards away from us. As the rain hit the edge of the porch, we decided to take a closer look down at the waters edge. About 5 or 6 of us ran to the sand and the moment we stopped to examine the storm, the hair on our arms and heads stood at attention from the electricity in the air. Sure this was not the smartest place to be but there's nothing like the draw of a powerful waterside lighting bolt. Then we saw it, the most amazing thing I have ever seen. Directly above our heads a water spout, or mini twister, began to form. We excitedly yelled to eachother "Should we run?"...but decided this was far too amazing to run from and made a pact that if it got any lower we would certainly make a break for it. We continued to watch mother nature at it's best and most furious when the spout decided to fold back and disappear. At that moment the sky opened up and let loose a lighting bolt that touched right in the middle of the sound. We jumped about 5 feet, still wondering if this was grounds for running and still standing our ground. Again, we glanced over head and another mini twister began to form above us. We watched this one with goosebumps and wide eyes. At this point the excitement was so high we were at a loss for words. We stared for a little longer, mesmerized by the phenomenon and as if some inner force told us to, we all ran for cover to watch the storm from afar.
It was truly one of the most amazing things I have ever seen. There's really no words to describe how I felt standing there so close to something so powerful. Mother nature gave us quite a show that afternoon and the supper went beautifully. The storm (unlike many that summer) lasted well into the night. We were fully stocked with beer, wine and good food and enjoyed the company of eachother for the last time that summer.
Now you see why I have trouble waiting for the summer to arrive. Imagine 4 full months of nights like this?
*le sigh*
Every day I think about how lucky I am to not be a wealthy human being, and yet here I am, living in the city during it's finer months and on the beach for 4 wonderful months in the summertime, doing what I love, getting paid for it and getting to surf and skateboard to my hearts content. I was talking to the boy about one of my favorite things about being on the beach. Storms.
There is nothing like standing on the sound and watching a storm roll in over the water. Be it night or day, it's intensity is always the same. The feeling of the temperature dropping a good 5-10 degrees in a matter of minutes, the lighting hitting the water and the thunder blasting over your head.
This past summer I had a truly unique experience with a storm. It was in late august during hurricane season and there were only a few of us left in the housing that our theatre provides. That night was to be our last dinner together where we cook everything that's left over in our fridge from the season. As we were all together preparing for the big meal, we could hear thunder beginning to roll in. We moved to the upper porch for awhile and literally watched the rain come in from the sound. It was perfectly sunny where we were standing and at the same time a massive storm was only yards away from us. As the rain hit the edge of the porch, we decided to take a closer look down at the waters edge. About 5 or 6 of us ran to the sand and the moment we stopped to examine the storm, the hair on our arms and heads stood at attention from the electricity in the air. Sure this was not the smartest place to be but there's nothing like the draw of a powerful waterside lighting bolt. Then we saw it, the most amazing thing I have ever seen. Directly above our heads a water spout, or mini twister, began to form. We excitedly yelled to eachother "Should we run?"...but decided this was far too amazing to run from and made a pact that if it got any lower we would certainly make a break for it. We continued to watch mother nature at it's best and most furious when the spout decided to fold back and disappear. At that moment the sky opened up and let loose a lighting bolt that touched right in the middle of the sound. We jumped about 5 feet, still wondering if this was grounds for running and still standing our ground. Again, we glanced over head and another mini twister began to form above us. We watched this one with goosebumps and wide eyes. At this point the excitement was so high we were at a loss for words. We stared for a little longer, mesmerized by the phenomenon and as if some inner force told us to, we all ran for cover to watch the storm from afar.
It was truly one of the most amazing things I have ever seen. There's really no words to describe how I felt standing there so close to something so powerful. Mother nature gave us quite a show that afternoon and the supper went beautifully. The storm (unlike many that summer) lasted well into the night. We were fully stocked with beer, wine and good food and enjoyed the company of eachother for the last time that summer.
Now you see why I have trouble waiting for the summer to arrive. Imagine 4 full months of nights like this?
*le sigh*
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