There is very little wind when I arrive at the reservoir. There are storm clouds to the north and that makes me nervous about going out. Was that thunder or someone moving a boat? I don't see any lightning but hte lack of wind is just the calm before the storm. Even though Logan Campbell's accident was a power line, not lightning, it makes me keenly aware that electricity and masts can change your life in an instant.
Most of the others are on their way to the starting barge already. Eight minutes until the Fireball warning. I push off, concerned that I won't get there on time for the Laser start. Also concerned that I won't be able to get back in fast enough if I see lightning. There is so little wind that I can't tell whether to run or beat. My cheering section hasn't arrived yet. I look to the shore for a sign of the wind direction but the boat patrol flag is limp.
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