As people emerged from Hurricane Dorian, they were relieved to have experienced a hurricane lite.

When you’re sitting in a beer-and-taco place in sight of the ocean, and the rain is tapping on the windows, and the Weather Channel is on the TV screens behind the bar instead of ESPN, you know things aren’t good.

When the Weather Channel has people in blue parkas on the beach and the words at the bottom of the screen identify the place as your beach, that’s less good.

Which was where I was after Hurricane Dorian let up on Wednesday and one by one, brave beachside businesses reopened their doors to customers who had been sitting in their houses too long.

Like a lot of those people, after a night of listening to things blow around outside, I emerged from the house in the morning to find things weren’t so bad, as Hurricane Dorian moved to the north and the east. For us, Hurricane Dorian turned out to be hurricane lite.

Which was what the people in the blue parkas were reporting with a raging surf in the background.

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This was a relief. Yet also kind of anticlimactic. There had been some dire, life-changing storm courses predicted over the past week. Some lively panic buying at the grocery stores. A few 1970-gas-crisis style lines at the gas station. And atop the registers at the hardware store, signs declaring a limit on how many sheets of plywood you could buy.

Because Dorian was a slow storm, we had lots of prep time and people plywooded as never before.

But after the winds died down, I looked out in the early morning to see a blowy day with light rain. Instead of seeing my yard blanketed in oak limbs, as it had been after the past several hurricanes, there was nothing but a light sprinkling of leaves and branch tips. No trees down here or anywhere on the street.

My shelf of batteries and chargers remained untouched. For the first time in a significant storm, my electricity stayed on throughout. I woke up and no clock was blinking at me. Amazing.

At the beach parks, people were out early watching some churning wave action. Dramatic but nothing that was eating up the shoreline. Up and down the beach, people were out taking pictures to commemorate the storm event.

The storm brought three days of winds around 30 mph with the strongest gust recorded at Daytona International Airport coming in at only 46 mph. A long way from the 70-plus mph winds of the past two hurricanes. The days of rain brought only 2.58 inches.

For most people, Dorian proved an inconvenience, not a disaster.

Now, I have a lot of bottled water to drink between now and sometime around New Year’s Day. And try to keep away from the bags of comfort food bought in anticipation of a much worse storm and longer post-storm without electric power.

It’s easy to feel dumb for overprepping, but I did it to make up for years past of underprepping.

But hurricane season is not over yet. And although September is peak season, the storm season doesn’t end until Nov. 30. Those chargers, water bottles and plywood might yet be deployed again soon.

It’s tempting to think that oh, we’ve already had our hurricane. Sad to say there is not a one-storm limit on a season, as we learned in 2004.

Still, walking out on a windy, narrow beach not far from the Weather Channel people felt good. Lucked out again.