As you can see from this picture taken near Salter Path on Friday, the waves got pretty whipped up.
About three am on this Saturday morning, May 10, the heavens opened up and seemed to be on fire. Thunder seemed to be right on top of us.
There was lightening coming from every direction. We got nearly an inch of rain in a few minutes.
Then as the morning dawned, the heat and humidity arrived, and the wind disappeared. I think we saw 84 degrees over here on the shore
I spent a relaxing 2.5 hours out on the White Oak. It was exceptionally pleasant. I only saw one boat.
I didn't catch anything but sunshine and a great view of a couple of ospreys dive bombing fish.
The winds were not exactly calm. I had to tie a new plastic grub on my line. When I finished and looked up, I was well on my way to Swansboro.
Paddling back up wind to my normal fishing area took some effort.
It just goes to show you that with a little local knowledge, you can get out of the wind. I managed to do it this afternoon in the kayak.
Our eighty plus degree weather appears to be short-lived. Tomorrow we just make it into the lower seventies. I think it is time we placed blame where it needs to go.
It is those Canadians with all their spruce trees, frozen lakes, and snow.
I noticed that tonight (Saturday) it is 36F in Halifax, NS where we used to live. Not exactly beach weather there.
Last year I got a kick out of a NY Times article suggesting that people were headed to Canada for inexpensive beach property.
That might be true because the water is definitely only for admiring.
I love Canada, but I will say that I never found warm ocean water on Canada's east coast. People kept telling me it was there, and my legs kept turning blue.