salt and wood

1. The makings of Wood if I Cood

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7. Bon Voyage

8. Pirates

You know it took me a long time to get to this point. This was a day trip to the beach that I was not even likely to get time to whip up a boat. Not to mention the wind was blowing on shore. It just so happened I found a few bits here and there and voila, a boat. And not just any boat but a colour coordinated, rope weave crafted, wooden hulled, successfully engineered self writing boat that sat perfectly on the water and low and behold was bobbing around on the water next to me when the wind changed for the afternoon and she glided out into the bay in a smooth effortless fashion and to top it off she was headed for the open sea at the opening of Botany bay. To say I was feeling fulfilled would be an understatement. As we wondered up the hill to leave the beach I turned to get one last shot of her way out on the water from higher ground. It was at this point that I noticed the pirate attack under way. A small chubby child clearly to young to be in charge of a motorized dinghy had broken away from a large motor boat named ‘Risky Business’ and was heading at speed towards the (hence) Wood if I Cood. As my heart sank I watched him grab her by the sail and drag her behind his dinghy at high speed much the same way a hopped up Mexican might drag a captured cowboy. As he came in closer to the shore I yelled out “hey kid let it go out” and I could hear his mum yelling for his attention from the RB “Jordan let it go let it go”. She was clearly concerned that little Jordan may have enraged some beach dwelling boat making hobo and there could be retribution. I couldn’t watch. I tell my self he let it go and it stole away into bay on the evening breeze.