Vol XVII – #088 – Meggen’s Monday

Years ago, on days like today, we would huddle inside and practice tying knots like the bowline and clove hitch, rather than try to sail while being pelted by raindrops. It’s still an extraordinary place on rainy mornings: when staring out across Lake Michigan, the Manitou islands and even nearby points seem to disappear into the clouds, only to reappear when the weather system passes by. Today’s picture (immediately above) was taken in a downpour. Top picture was Sunday’s afterglow.