Mother Nature Is a Bitch*

Storm clouds that, when seen from the helm, invoke expletives. Here’s to freak thunderstorms. The ones that make everything in their path vibrate with electric dread. I hate lightning; my biggest fear is being caught in a ferocious storm in an open boat. Fortunately I’m pretty good at avoiding them now that I’m not in my 20s and stupid, and that I have an iPhone. I use the Weather Channel app to get the general forecast and then hit the “Explore Map” feature ...

12th November 2009.
By Pete McDonald

Storm clouds that, seen from the helm, invoke expletives.

Storm clouds that, when seen from the helm, invoke expletives.

Here’s to freak thunderstorms. The ones that make everything in their path vibrate with electric dread. I hate lightning; my biggest fear is being caught in a ferocious storm in an open boat. Fortunately I’m pretty good at avoiding them now that I’m not in my 20s and stupid, and that I have an iPhone.

I use


the Weather Channel app to get the general forecast and then hit the “Explore Map” feature to get real-time radar.

For marine forecasts I use the web browser to call up the NOAA/NWS Coastal and Great Lakes Forecasts by Zone.

If the forecast is grim, or I see the impending doom as pictured above with my own eyes, I hit the Yelp app to find the nearest dockside bar restaurant.

*(Overused headline cliche alert.)


About the author:

Pete McDonald

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Pete McDonald is a contributing editor to Power & Motoryacht. Previously, he spent 11 years on the editorial staff of Boating. He has won multiple writing awards and holds a master’s degree from the Columbia University Graduate School of Journalism.

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