With warning, I head for the strongest building, usually the bath house. Several years ago while camped on a lake loop in S.C. we had one of those typical bands of severe thunderstorms pass through the area. Both TV and NOAA had issued reports. Things had died down to a light drizzle and I was sitting in my camper working on the computer. The time was right at dusk and I could see homes across the lake as folks started turning on their lights.
I went back to my computer. Suddenly, my camper began to vibrate, slightly at first and then more prominently. Looking out the window, all I could see was a heavy fog of water with branches and leaves passing by. The camper next to me, maybe 40 feet, was invisible. A gust of wind hit the side of my camper, pushing the slide in, with me sitting in it, LOL. Now, I've been through a few hurricanes over the years, but I'm checking my shorts on this one.
The ordeal lasted maybe 20-30 seconds, but seemed like minutes. Once over, I exited the camper to look around. Several 5ers on my loop were damaged. Awnings were gone; batwings were either toppled or pointing straight up; some small cracks in the Filon from flying debris. Interesting though, one of the campers had a plastic table cloth stretched over a picnic table and held down with clips. It was still there and at first glance appeared as before. Closer observation showed it had been nearly shredded. It looked like someone had taken a yard stick and razor knife, and made straight line cuts every inch from one end of the table to the other.:h Amazing!
A camper further up in the park was walking his dog in the light drizzle at the time this happened. He reported seeing a waterspout on the lake that came ashore. I'd say we were extremely lucky that day.
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