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I remember people riding their surfboards at Redcliffe and Shorncliffe during a cyclone. These towns are well sheltered in Moreton Bay and never have a swell.
My worst extreme weather was in 1981 when Brighton was hit with a hailstorm. It started with hail the size of golfballs in the front yard, we ran to look out over the backyard and the hail was the size of softballs. Then we were watching hailstones not much smaller than basketballs. No kidding, they weren't solid blocks of ice though, you could tell they were conglomerates by the way they shattered when they hit. My Maths teacher down the road found his chickens stripped of their feathers, dead. VW's had flat roofs. Interior walls of houses were swollen with water and ice. Horses had massive bruises on their backs. Sir Joh even came out to declare it a natural disaster. What an experience.
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