Hellishly heavy hail

Some of the hail that hit us. 

On the 30th of June we spent the afternoon at Genlis Rugby Club in gorgeous sunshine and after saying our farewells we returned to the boat. Within an hour the weather had changed. I was stood next to Andy out on deck and I turned to him and said, "It feels as though the end of the world is coming." Andy laughed. But within minutes that laughter subsided as we ran for cover and battened down the hatches and hid inside the boat as a bombardment of hefty golfball-sized hailstones hit Lobelia and all around. 

The hail pelted us for more than five minutes and sounded horrendous. It was as dark as night. And then suddenly the sky erupted in flashes of brilliant light and the soundtrack changed into a terrifying peal of thunder. Something very close to us took a direct hit and all the electricity tripped out. I have never heard a noise like it. It was terrifying and yet fascinating at the same time.

Lobelia seemed to survive unscathed. However lots of cars and boats were severely damaged. And, one week on, we are still waiting for our internet and telephone connections to come back online.