DinghySpeak

 

SATURDAY, JANUARY 12, 2008

DinghySpeak

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"Hey GreenSix, I can see ya over there. How's it going?"

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"I didn't know you were awake, GreyEight. It's getting pretty late in the day."

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"Yeah, it'll be a long night. I see your Captain was too lazy to flip you over again!"

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"Cappy had alot of clams in his basket today, and was so sore from all the mud-claw digging, he forgot all about it. It's real cloudy out, too. Looks like rain! Sigh."

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"Maybe he wants the rain to wash the mud out so he doesn't have to."

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"I wish he'd take better care of me, he is really lazy when there's no immediate payment involved. At least he tied me to my little sign-pole this time so I don't float away again..."

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"It's about time the Harbor Master finally lifted the Shell-fishing ban! That orange warning sheet isin't tacked up to the placard anymore, now that it's just us townees, and the littering tourists have all been gone awhile."

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"I'm sure glad there's a reason to get out around the coves again, myself."

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"I hear ya, it's good to rest for the night, but I can't stand watching the tides come in and out, without ever getting into our saltwater all month!"

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"For shore!"

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"Uh-o! Hang onto your paddle, GreenSix, here comes those seagulls again!"

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"Aw, come on! Please miss me this time you pesky, messy, fly-by bombs."

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"I'm glad to be hull up for this round. Sorry about your sore, sandy Keel."

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"It would serve Cappy right, if I spring a leak and he has to bail me out to get back here with those heavy clams next ride out!"

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"Time for my nap now, Better luck tomorrow, small craft!"

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"Talk to you later, GreyEight-footer. Stay afloat!"

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"...Shore snore..."