The eastern Mediterranean, especially up here in Montenegro is famous for their storms. The mountains can stir up some incredible localized storms that come out of what feels like nowhere. We had come back to the Tivat anchorage and were having drinks onboard Juventa with George watching one such storm approach. We barely made it back to Kalyra in time. In a matter of seconds we were slammed with 55 knots of wind and rain. The dinghy had her lines attached, but we had not had time to hoist her, so I was letting the painter (line) in and out to control her movement while Trip managed the helm of the boat. Three of us at anchor dragged about 50 feet and then our anchors all managed to reset. The storm passed in about 20 minutes and we were able to hoist the dinghy. Then round two of the storms hit. It brought less wind (gusts only into the 30s) but a lot of fetch this time from the other end of the bay. We were pitching and rolling, but again, things calmed after 30 minutes. The final storm brought much less wind, but the horizontal lightning had the sky completely alight at 1 AM. It was a truly exhausting night, but we all made it with no damages, just tired bodies and fried nerves.