Watching the storm rolling in

One fine day I set out for Myrtle Beach from my home in Lexington intending to view all the tourist attractions. The first day was beautiful with wonderful weather and a wonderful evening scene as the moon ascended over the water. It was such a romantic evening as I sat on a bench on the promenade, watching the scene unfolding before my eyes.

Myrtle Beach at night

The moon on its own that night was beautiful. A few clouds in the sky failed to obscure the wonderful illumination of the waves. It was interesting to see the color of the water changing to match the color of the clouds in the foreground. That evening was really balmy with a slight cool breeze coming in off the Atlantic.

The Atlantic at night

The next day started fairly promisingly but soon clouds began to form over the ocean and a stiff breeze whipped the waves from their normal gentle roll into more of a frenzy. The white horses began breaking over the beach as the tide began to turn. Even the seagulls that inhabit the area seemed to seek shelter.

A storm brews over Myrtle Beach

The skies got darker as the clouds got thicker and more intense. The temperature dropped and a gentle mist began to fall, rendering the whole seen very hazy. It was wet - the kind of wet that soaks you to the skin without realizing it. It was also cold. I was so glad I'd got a good rainproof jacket in my car and a plastic bag to put over my camera. Oh yes, they do sell those expensive waterproof cameras and even waterproof hoods to put over cameras but plastic bags are free with every purchase from pretty much any shop. Secured with an elastic band, they keep out pretty much any downpour.

The storm over Myrtle Beach

The horizon began to lighten which seemed promising but sadly it was not to last because not soon after that it began to get darker again. Considering it was mid-afternoon, most people just went home, leaving the beach totally deserted. I can handle deserted. It means I don't have to worry about people getting in the way of my photographs of a lonely beach scene!

The storm over Myrtle Beach

After this, the sky went almost completely black for a while as the rain teemed down, causing a very faint rainbow to appear - if you look hard to the left of the image below, you might be able to see it.

The storm over Myrtle Beach

At this point, feeling somewhat chilled, I too packed up and went back to my hotel.

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