Here is a short–one paragraph(!)–story I wrote:
The day was sunny when we launched our new boat on the Huron River. But Lake Erie weather is notoriously changeable and by the time we covered half of the 10 miles to our dock, angry clouds broke over us with terrific force. Howling winds and roiling waves made the final leg of the journey unforgettable. When we finally made the calm waters of the Vermilion River, my son and I gave a prayer of thanksgiving–it was a miracle. After docking the boat, we surveyed The Betty Jane and discovered she had come through the ordeal with flying colors, which was more than could be said for us.