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At the boat landing I'm deciding whether or not to launch. We all seem surprised at what's happening in the sky. Directly above us is blue sky and sunshine, but to the north, over the lake's far shore, are foaming black clouds with a laser light show and rumbling thunder. If any of us had any brains we'd leave or take cover, but it's like watching a train wreck that we can't take our eyes off. In 45 minutes it's over. The entire sky goes blue, then we all go back to just being fishermen.