It was a Duser of a storm, too. By the time I finished this shot and head up the stairs off the dock to set up for the impending lightning, it started to sprinkle and within two minutes, I could no longer see my dock. Fortunately, as Russ will tell you, one doesn't tarry nor get far from shelter when one of these bombs comes rolling in and even then, my back was soaked as I scrambled into the shelter of my house.
