Am Scoutmaster at a Boy Scout summer camp in the Sierras. One of my scouts has been trying to get a merit badge for sail-boating, but lightening has been occurring at the same time for the last 3 days.
Distant thunder roars. Another thirty minutes, All scout boats grounded.
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