Slowly rocking, back and forth, back and forth, wind howling, rain pouring, ropes clacking, and crashing against masts. sudden jerks of movement, stopped with a quick tug on the cleat pulling on the ropes keeping us held to the mooring. its getting stronger, the wind, its blowing through the sheets , the rigging a singing a soulful song through the masts of other boats moored to the pontoon .waiting in anticipation, because tonight into the early hours Angus to going to hit at full force ten ! Soon we will be rocking, bucking, tossing and holding on as we get swirled around in 80 mph winds ! …………just saying !