Laura, Kasper and I decided to hit the trail this Thanksgiving weekend (October 6/7) and join some hiking friends at Pollett’s Cove. We hit the trail at noon on Saturday and were pleasantly surprised with the sun shining and how warm it was for this time of year (20 plus degrees). What a beautiful day! The trail was very busy and I was shocked to see so many other hikers around. We hiked in with Etienne, Sheryl, Keith and Rio. We pitched on the beach as we always do and had a wonderful fire with lots of fun stories shared. It was a beautiful star lit night without a cloud in the sky.
But … at exactly midnight, a huge wind storm rolled in. Our beautiful calm night was no more. To quote my friend Etienne “I was thrown from my tent, upside down, with gear spread everywhere. Bam, from a comfortable sleep to wondering where the hell I am”. I was also shocked that the wind hit us as hard as it did, I have never seen wind flip a person and their tent before. Two of our beach campers had to tear down and leave for a more sheltered pitch. I surveyed the land as day break came upon us, lots of tents and gear was thrown about. The wind was quiet at this time and I figured we had the worst behind us. Then in a matter of minutes, a major rain and wind storm rolled in and created a sand storm on the beach. Laura, Kasper and I crawled back in our tent but not before getting soaked, pelted and covered in sand. We had plans on exploring but opted to pack up and move out.