About half an hour before the tender was due, the sky got quite dark as a thunderstorm rolled through. We ducked under an awning which turned out to provide very little protection. When the tender arrived, we were already wet, so the walk to the boat through the pouring rain made no difference. No sooner did we leave the dock than the rain stopped. On the plus side, the wind picked up, which let us fly our big flag .I opted to do a load of laundry to get the wet things in our bags dry again. While we were having a warming cup of tea, Tom brought his boat over to fix the windex on his boat. Rather than bring the mast down, I offered to go up. Easy with the help of the mast crane. I hope the repair holds.