Rain

The weather forecasters were spot on, many spots on. Rain started falling Friday evening at about 10:15 p.m., just as I was cautioning the campers in site 87 about their loud music. All along the beach, campers grabbed their kids, liquor and beer and headed for shelter. Campfires started sputtering and smoking.

With the rain, the wind increased. Soon a near gale was rearranging camping tents, chairs, screen rooms, canopies, anything not securely fastened. Then the rainfall increased. From within our trailer, I heard car engines starting, men yelling, kids laughing. It was now after midnight and sleep was a stranger. Just after 2:00 a.m., more car doors slamming, and someone yelled for Bill. We continued tossing and turning in our trailer, knowing that our outside possessions were secure.

At 5:45 a.m., we unplugged the EZGO cart and got the morning census paperwork. Fallen tree branches, some of them quite large, covered the pavement. A few occupied campsite were pools of water. Easy-up canopies were upside down lodged against vehicles and RV's. Campers were wandering the campground like zombies searching for their belongings. The piddly storm, by Oregon standards, was spent and so were we.