“Silver Adventures”- Captain Joshua Slane – 07MR19 – ‘Let’s make waves!’

⛵ ⛵ ⛵ ⛵. . . "Tour of the Gulf of Aden". . . (cont.)

[Last time...]

“Sae whit was it 'att th' fortune teller had tae say Sairrr?" Axwellsilver enquired as he eyed a young girl dancing in the firelight.
“A bunch o’ glaikit jobby! Aw aboot a terrible battle in th' Arabian Brine, screamin' an' hollerin', smoke an' fire..." Ickied replied as his mind pondered the awful image.
“A battle in th' Arabian brine?! Wi' who?!"
“Ahh dunnae know! Th' womin is bampot! An' it cost me fife coppers!"

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[On the Silverton…]

Sunrise burst over the forested horizon of Desroches in brilliant form. Suddenly, Seaman- Ordinary Seaman Andofzara and Seaman- Landsman Ergino began yelling and waving excitedly from the forecastle!

“Longboat! Longboat comin’ in!” Andofzara yelled as Ergino waved his arms towards the coast.

Seaman- Quarter Gunner Ilipino ran up the stairs of the foredeck to join them…

“That's them alright! They's comin' back a day early!" Ilipino confirmed as he shielded his eyes from the morning sun, “Fisky Sairrr!”
“Whit is it Laddie?!" Cockpit Mate- Midshipman's Mate Fisky yelled.
“Is th' longboat Sairrr, comin' back early!"

Fisky climbed the short stairwell to the forecastle and eyed the incoming boat…

“Ha! Ha! Ha! Ahh did warn them!" He chuckled to himself as he watched the longboat pull closer to the ship, “Ye men ready th' boat wenches! Seaman- Carpenter’s Crew Evsup an’ Seaman- Ordinary Seaman Inoy lends a hand!"

Fisky walked over and rang the big ship’s bell and the crew came alive…

“Th' crew's comin' back in Sairrr!" Commander Galligan said as he held his scope on the approaching longboat.
“Guid! Ahh’m gettin' restless at anchur!" The Captain said as he walked over to the starboard rail and gazed east, “Officer Fisky!”

“Aye Sairrr?!”
“When th' party is back on-board, Ahh want tae see Petty Officer- Master-at-Arms Ickied in th' chartroom fur a foo report!"
“Aye, aye Sairrr!”

Twenty minutes later found the crew back on-board and the longboat stowed…

“Ickied, th’ Keptin wants tae see’s ye in the chartroom fur a foo report..." Fisky said as Ickied come up on the main deck.
“Aye Sairrr.”

“Officer Fisky?!” Commander Galligan yelled from the bridge.
“Aye Sairrr?!” Fisky replied, turning himself back to the bridge, a little flustered.
“Hoist th' anchur an' gezz me some sail clootie! Let's make waves!"
“Aye, aye Sairrr!”

In less than ten minutes the big ship heaved to port and began to cut water. Her course was north-east as she began to round the top of Desroches Island...

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"Jist atween me, an' ye an' th' moggie in th' lower bilge, Ahh'm thinkin' puir auld Fisky is gettin' up in years. He deserves a quiet retirement! Noo if ye men move up through th' ranks fest enaw, one o' ye might be replacin' heem afair we git back tae Elgol. But th' question is...can any o' ye handle th' job?! Lit me know yer thooghts..." -Captain Joshua Slane

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