C is for Crafts
Rising from the
depths, the glowing orbs illuminated the sea as brightly as the mid-day sun.
Atolla |
The sea had been
particularly calm that evening. Gentle
waves lapped at the side of the boat as we watched the magnificent sunset. Bright oranges, yellows, greens and golds
flared across the horizon. It was an
evening topped with good company and a flavorful bottle of wine.
Jelly Fish |
We had been saving
the wine for just a evening event as this.
Leaning against back in my deck chair, the warm breezes on my face, I
truly felt Heaven couldn't be better.
The contented expressions on my companions faces told the same
story; contentment. We had worked hard the past few
days, moving this lovely yacht to its new location for its new owner. We had jotted down all the little “idiosyncrasies”
we’d found for the new owner’s mechanic to check out. Now we had our reward.
Deiopea |
The sun’s last ray
dipped below the horizon allowing the stars to simply pop. Leaning back, we took turns pointing out the
various constellations. Their glittering
may have been what delayed our noticing the ocean coming alive.
Red Tide |
“Waterway Transportation”
is the name of our company. We have
moved everything from small sailing vessels to tankers, up and down the
coast. No, I no longer even own my own
water vessel. (have to be careful, the
difference between boats and ships is considerable to my clients) If the vessel
is large enough, we load our Harley’s.
If it isn’t we fly back to our base.
Each of us has a different base, it all depends on where your family
lives. That’s base. But, I digress….
Vampire Squid |
The twinkling from
beneath the waves appeared to be rising faster than we anticipated and was
going to surface all around us.
Squid |
Derrek was the
first to notice. “Squid.” He said matter-of-factly. We each took turns guessing at which
bioluminescent creature would be rising to the surface to feed. “Jelly fish” , “Red Tide”, “Atolla”, each of
us shouted out something different. Mind
you, we certainly aren’t scientists but after a few years on the water you get
so you have seen quite a bit and not too much startles us.
Pyrosome |
After a short
lull, Lenny then hollered out, “The elusive
pyrosome!” We all looked at him. “Just happy I remembered it’s name…”
“What?!” We each blurted in unison. Our boat began to rock. The waves became a
stronger and higher and the gentle lapping was no longer. They burst from the water, as a child would
blow bubbles through a wand. Dozens and
dozens of them. We each stood
motionless, caught in the moment. Filled
with awe, our mouths dropped open as we watched their ascent.
It began as a
whisper, “Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.” With each utterance it became
louder and louder, until Derrek was screaming.
Screaming as he was drawn upward into the now airborne craft.
leigh
Oooh, sounds like the Bermuda triangle. Loved the pictures!
ReplyDeletewow that was kind of fun and wild...
ReplyDeleteWow! Not the ending I expected. Very nice!
ReplyDeleteLOVED the pictures you included. They're beautiful!
Trisha Faye
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