Rain. Wind. Rain. [Tornado Cancelled]

[Update: The tents started to blow violently; the rain came down hard. Davy's tent took off (while he was at the store) and I dropped a rock on top of it. Tornado sirens went off. I collapsed my tent, pulled in the canoe, and made it to Amour de Cafe (with my dry bags) to dry off and warm up. Now, far less grumpy. The tornado warning was eventually cancelled. The sky is clearing. I'm sure the waves are still choppy. We'll hold for the night].

[Earlier] Hiding in my tent and eating dry packets of oatmeal because its too windy to start the propane burner. Testing the limits of this childrens tent and its surviving! How is Walmart's Ozark Trail not sponsoring us yet?! The thick fog that set in last night and blanketed the coast like an eerie movie has lifted. I'm content reading Vonnegut a bit longer; but things are damp all-around. Maybe sun by noon? Too bad its just the NOLA airport and the suburbs (shotgun houses and Christmas lights galore) over the levy. No good stores; no Starbucks.