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Where the hell am I...?
By Ed Matlack
Tuesday, November 02, 2010

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Where am I...?

What a beautiful day for a short cruise, just enough to run out the engines, use 50 gallons of fuel & enjoy my sea. She’s running perfect,listening to, on a CD, a good tune, the sun high at noon.

Piloting from the fly-bridge, no shirt, deck shoes and just a bathing suit, comfortable for the warmth of the day. No weather predicted, just sun & heat. Dolphins running the prow, frolicking like children, such a day given me by God in his infinite love.

The boat, the Rene Lyn, running like the top she is. Both diesels at peak performance, recently tuned and ready for their break in. Cutting through the surf at but only 10 knots, but enough to make a nice wake, 500 yards from the beach. The beaches full of surf-goers, not a cloud in the sky, no hint of a breeze. The stars and stripes blowing from the speed & flapping on the same.

Time to crank her up and head out to sea. The stabilizers set & nothing on the radar for the surrounding fifty miles. We are all alone out here, except for the gulls & the dolphins, we are enjoying each others company.

Out but 60 miles & things start to come apart. First the compass starts to spin, then the GPS shows all zero’s. Okay, I can always shoot the sun & get my position the old fashioned way, but what happened to the sun.

Gone behind very dark clouds in the few minutes it took me to hit the head. Where did the lightening in the distance come from, and not from what I think is the west. The waves are rising, from calm to 6 to 10 to 12 feet all in a period of what seems like seconds. Bounding from wave to wave, the waves are breaking across the bow & I am forced to move into the pilot house to stay dry as the winds are now as well raising.

Gusts of maybe 40 knots and cold, how could it get so cold in a matter of minutes?

No further points of reference, nothing on radar, ocean & sky become one. Surprisingly the weather radar shows only sun & blue sky, where the hell am I?

There IS land in the distance, but that can’t be right. I am too far out to find land. In a fog, behind a cloud, an eerie mist does shroud not only the island but my boat. She suddenly stalls & there’s no restarting her.I am on a current directly towards this strange little island.

We, the boat & I, come to rest in a cove, crossed breakers that I heard, but the cove is solitude personified, I have never felt so relaxed, for that matter tired. Time for a nap, maybe I died & I will never awaken, but won’t find out till I sleep. Crawled into my bunk thinking where the hell am I…?

That’s when I awoke, snug in my bed at home, oh man what a dream, I’m afraid to get up for I still know not where the hell I am or is it was?


                                             © ed ~ 11/2/10


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Reviewed by kj Force 5/19/2015
Interesting write...your words painted quite a picture....perhaps it was from a "leftover" Woodstock re-run
from the corners of your mind ? Don't you just hate those " daytrips?"
you did mention bunk..were you in Nam ? later...
Reviewed by Patrick Granfors 11/6/2010
You obviously fell asleep during a Gilligan's Island rerun. Late night pasta will do that to you. Patrick
Reviewed by Tom Hyland 11/2/2010


My nephew Jim was piloting his boat, an old Luhr's, the "Ella Covington II" named after my Grand-dad's original, an old "Bug-Eye' ketch - he, nephew Gary, and I had put in at Sandy Point State Park, on the Chesapeake, right next to the 'Bay Bridge'. Went out, just like you stated - perfectly beautiful calm day - did some crabbing with traps, and would have stayed longer, but a Squall came up out of nowhere.

Jim (who passed away a year ago in October @ age 43) was a proficient Cap'n, and knew his stuff - he calmly scooted the craft about, so we could gather all our traps quickly -
spun that sucker around and hit both throttles forward, full blast ...

The waves were coming over the bow-sprit like crazy, and it was a race against time!
As he sped toward land, the ominous black clouds were gaining on us - the boat was smacking up n' down like a cork in the water - I was standing behind Gary's seat, and at one point - we got hit so hard that my chest rammed into the back of the seat - almost knocked my arse down!

But, thank God - and - a good seaman - we made it back safely! Aah - LAND HO!

What a Relief it Is! Cuz - TK.
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 11/2/2010
Don't you just love those dream, Ed? Great sharing. Thank you. Love and peace to you,

Reviewed by Donna Chandler 11/2/2010
Are you sure you didn't sail into the Bermuda Triangle? A great ending ............. leaves the reader wondering, was it a dream or is he really on a deserted island unknown to man?

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 11/2/2010
Excellent write, Ed; well done!

(((HUGS))), much love, and continuing prayers for you and Rene~

As always, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :)
Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER 11/2/2010
This a great write Ed, you where in your soul, or for legal purposes, on medical Cannabis sativa,ha, Bless ya!

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