16C sunny but a coolish breeze is blowing.
Got through the battle of the sexes yesterday - the men won again with only one loss, or the other way the ladies only had one win. Half the local "kids" here for supper and a hot tub.
Will have to do some more readying on the motor home the next couple of days.
Got through the battle of the sexes yesterday - the men won again with only one loss, or the other way the ladies only had one win. Half the local "kids" here for supper and a hot tub.
Will have to do some more readying on the motor home the next couple of days.
when he came across a tree
that had undoubtedly been dislodged by the storm and lay at chest height across
the path. It wasn’t a large tree so he decided he would try and move it. In his
haste he didn’t notice that a larger tree had been blown over as well but was
being held back by the branches of a third tree.
At chest level he knew he
couldn’t get a decent swing with the axe so he went down along the trunk to
where he could climb up onto it. He walked along the trunk until he was over
the path then jumped up and down. Inch by inch the tree settled downwards then
stalled about two feet off the ground.
Bob jumped down and picking
up the axe proceeded to chop the tree. With each swing a shock like wave went
down the trunk and started a reaction by the transference of force fifty feet
in the air. He was just lifting the axe to swing again when with a swishing
noise the suspended tree slid down the branches that had restrained it and
plummeted downwards. Too late Bob sensed something at the last moment and with
the axe above his head he was crushed to the ground by the falling tree.
The side of the axe was
driven against his head and one of the large limbs struck him on top of his
head opening a deep gouge in his scalp.
Other branches scraped along
his back and one side as he was smashed to the ground. Oblivion was instant.
Chapter 12
The sea was still choppy as
Alicia crossed the expanse of water. Even when she passed by one of the many
islands, the water remained rough with waves reacting to tide and hidden reefs
and rocks.
It took slightly over two
hours before she slowed to make her approach to the beach. But when she was a
couple hundred yards off shore she suddenly turned the outboard’s tiller and
swung around and proceeded to go around the island.
She increased her speed
slightly and in a few minutes passed the point where her grandmother had
beached her boat so long ago and a few moments later and entered into a
channel. She could see rocks sticking out of the water and some distance away
another island. She slowed and scanned the beach looking for a landing spot
that she would feel comfortable about.
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