
Tales from the Backyard… One day while in Alaska, I went down to the
marina to check on my boat and saw the dock master watching something through
his binoculars, so I asked what was going on.
He said that there was a pod of killer Whales across the bay, so I ran
down to my boat to go out and watch. At
that time I was having trouble with the starter and had to start it by hand,
but it starts easy so off I went. I didn't
want to get to close so I stopped a couple hundred yards away and watched these
magnificent creatures lazily swimming along the shore. This was the first time this had occurred
since I was up there and it was so neat to be able to witness it. After a while they went down and didn't come
back to the surface and then all of a sudden they blew right next to the boat
and scared the crap out of me. I should
have known they were as curious as I, but to have six or seven swimming around
me and bigger than the boat was more than I could take, so I ran astern and
pulled the cowling off the motor and began pulling on the starter rope. I pulled and pulled in a frantic haste trying
to get the engine going but it wouldn't start.
Then they just swam away. It was then
I realized I hadn't turned on the ignition key.
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