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Lost in a Fog
By Ed Matlack
Wednesday, February 02, 2005

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Not many stories do I write, I could have made this into a poem or two, but the thought would not have gotten through...

Lost in a Fog…


 


Out in my boat, on a day of beauty, sun shining, waves calm, little wind and the blues and weakies are running. Fishing rods set to pick up the slightest hit, kicker motor pushing me at other than breakneck speed. No hits on the rods have I had in an hour, all other boats around me have turned and headed in, why? Must have fallen asleep on the deck, for I did awake in a fog bank, both external and internal…


 


The boat did run fine, the two Detroits did start right up but where to go, my GPS not working, my compass spinning like toy top. Cannot see beyond the bow, lights just reflect back, nothing can I see, nor can anyone I hear. What happened to the beautiful day, just an hour ago, the sun did shine and no inclement weather was predicted…?


 


Did I happen into the twilight zone or did the Bermuda Triangle swallow me whole? Either way I cannot do anything but stay in one place, too move would be to risk hitting another boater or worse. So on goes my foghorn, a melancholy sound in an otherwise sad and morose world, keeping at bay, others caught in this bank of fog.


 


Dropped anchor and only hit the bottom at two fathoms, now how can that be, as I was a good two hundred miles off the beach? I hear surf, waves breaking on a rocky shore, but that’s not possible, I am nowhere near a beach. Even with the drag anchor, I move along at a considerable pace, heading towards the sound of the shore, with fear and consternation showing on my face. What will I see when the fog does dissipate, will I be on a hostile shore, or will I be home having not as far as I had thought, roamed?


 


The fog does begin to break, I can see patches of sunlight and the beach sounds closer. Then I hear voices, calling to me, saying come to us, Ed, come to us to let us see you. I break through the fog, it is now behind, thick and impenetrable it looks, but on the beach people do beckon. I can see with my binoculars, my mother and father waving from the beach, my grandparents, my family, those I did leave behind many years past. Am I dreaming, am I have a hallucination; are they really there or am on drugs?   


 


I know that I am NOT dead, I just want to live, so turn the boat around I do and head back out into the fog to try to live another day.


Sorry dad and mom, grandparents too, I don’t wish to join you on that beach this day, although the island did look to be so beautiful and restful a place, it is not where I wish to be just yet.


 


Clearing the fog bank on the opposite side; seemed I got through it in just over a second. I guess the trip to the living side takes shorter time, but going to the dead side, you need more time to reflect and make up your mind…


 


Did it happen? I look all about and no fog does appear, only other boats and fishermen off my bow so near. So, where do I go from here? My rigs are all still set to fish and catch some dinner for the night, so I just forget the “dream” and allow it to become a memory.


Someday, mom and dad, I will then return, but for now my life does call me, I am not ready to die…


          © ~ ed 2/2/05    


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Reviewed by J Howard 7/26/2011
wonder how "the choice" came to be...was it that you had inner site- enough to see??
good story-thoughtful,
thanks for sharing,
jch
Reviewed by Amy Feemster 6/4/2008
I liked it, Amy.
Reviewed by Danielle Mundy 2/3/2005
wonderful story, Ed..thanks for sharing :)
Reviewed by Kate Clifford 2/2/2005
thank you for sharing this incredible experience with us. I believe you made a wise choice.
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 2/2/2005
Extremely well penned Ed!!

Wow!!

Captivating!!

Must write stories more often!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 2/2/2005
excellent story, ed; thanks for the sharing! well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your tx. friend, karen lynn. :D
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 2/2/2005
I truly enjoyed this eerie tale, my friend; it's a very good one.

Were you dreaming, or did it actually happen? Who's to say for sure; there are truly many mysteries in life.

And when the time comes for real, I truly hope you find that wonderful beach again.
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd 2/2/2005
To be honest with you no I don't think he is on funny tobacco because I often dream about my parents and others that I know have passed on. Like Ed I know that I am not ready to join them yet but most of the time it serves as a warning or a revelation of something that is about to happen. I don't smoke funny tobacco but it has happened like this to me.
Reviewed by Reginald Birch 2/2/2005
I enjoyed the story Ed but are you sure you are not back on the funny tobacco.
Reg.

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