As we returned from the Eastern Shore yesterday, a wicked little thunder storm blew up to meet us at the Bay Bridge. I am uneasy going over the bridge on the nicest of days, so the weather had me even more nervous than usual. To keep from curling up in the fetal position, I distracted myself by taking some pictures. By the time I took this one, we were through the worst of it, but you can see the remnants of the squall on the right side of the photo just beyond Sandy Point Light. Needless to say, I was happy to alight safely on the Western Shore and get back to the Cape.
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