Dragons : The Dragon Hunt

42. The Sail (Part 1)

The next morning, Dusty and I prepared our things, we got the things out from our closet and checked the whole lot of it. The flashlights, the coats, the radios, and even the very fragile items that we disassembled and put it back again, the DSLR cam. We had finally checked everything, so we are ready to sail. We had packed everything to the bags and finally wore it. We are now heading back towards the boat club to get our boat. Several minutes later, we got ourselves a cab, then heads to the boat club. When we arrived there, we saw a large boat, probably about ten to twenty meters long. It was our ride...

"Dusty, I think that is our boat right there", I pointed towards the boat, as Dusty stared at the boat and smiled

"Glad that boat's big", He smirked and smiled, "Let's go! ", Dusty exclaimed as we began to walk first towards the Rent Department where we would get our permits.

As we arrive the room, the man had familiarized and greeted us, he picked something from his desk drawer, he brought our permit, stating that the boat is officially used by us.

"You should take care of that, or else we would send you to prison for theft of property", the man warned us, as I took the permit and nodded, as we fled from the room and went to our boat in the docking area. As we saw the the boat floating in the sea, we boarded the Tug type boat. We went to the bridge, as the steering wheel could be seen. Dusty gave me the other radio that I would use for the whole time. He also placed our bags in the cabinet and behind us as I started the engine of the boat, the engine's boat roars as I started It's engine. We also heard the propeller spinning at the back underwater.. 

I looked at Dusty and smiled, furrowing my eyebrows, "Let's go bud", I smirked, as I pushed the lever slightly beside me, which is the lever for thrusting the boat. Dusty looked at the radar, no signs of other boats on the farther side of the sea.

"The speed of the boat is about 25 knots*, Fuel is still 100%, the pressure is stable", He said to me, as I nodded in response and continued to look at the sea in front of me. It was only water, vast plains of water like there is no end, splashing small waves on front the boat. We still have 17 hours before we arrive Scoresby Sund in Greenland, which is our stopover for supplies.

"Dusty, can you be incharge first of the sail? I would just take some pictures of the vast sea", I suggested, but Dusty snorted

"Really? Dennis? I thought we are focusing on THE sail?", Dusty snorted at me, I just gave a blank stare at him, then I answered...

"Dusty, I'm just taking photos of the sea! What's the problem in that?", I asked him, I glared at him very seriously. Then Dusty gave up and sighed in defeat, as he rolled his eyes and finally voiced off...

"Okay, okay! i'll be in charge of the boat now. Just be fast", Dusty finally answered as he walked towards the wheel and started to control it. 

While I went to the cabinet behind the wheel and brought my camera from my bag. I went down from the bridge going to the front. As I stepped out, winds brushed on face and my hair. The wind was high speed, more than 20 kilometers per hour. Waves splashed vigorously on the boat's bow, as the boat was going up and down due to the  huge waves dashing on the boat. The water is almost light to normal blue. The sunlight reflected on the water's surface, as I picked my sunglasses from my pocket and wore it. I brought my DSLR camera in front of my eyes facing the viewfinder. As I took pictures of the sea and the nearby land (Yes, please take note that we are travelling on a straight. Still far from The Gulf of St. Lawrence, which is more like a straight, correct me if I am wrong. The nearby land that I'm talking about is the island of Anticosti and the major land of Canada, we are still between it on that time), huge hills and clear sea on the shorelines. There were small crowds of people on the shores of Anticosti Island, probably busy on some things. After some 20 minute picturing things with my DSLR camera, I finally went back to the bridge. Dusty was still on the wheel, controlling it and focusing on the sea ahead for boats, but there were boats inbound. 

--3 Hours later--

Now, we are somewhere between the New Found Land and Labrador, probably almost exiting the Gulf of St. Lawrence. The boat is still running at 25 knots, not to mention that Dusty is still standing and controlling the steering wheel. Dusty was pretty bored and annoyed because of the vast view of the sea...

"Hey Dusty, How's the sail?", I asked him, he never faced me because he was constantly focused on the sail. While the boat is repeatingly swinging side to side

"Well, if you mean boring, It's actually freaking Great!!", Dusty replied sarcastically, "But I do like this job too, I admit", he finished. I knew he was really lazy and annoyed, so I didn't spit any more words that will insult him

"Okay...", I uttered slowly, "By the way, I need to ask a question", I implied

"Go ahead", Dusty replied to me

"Uhh, I know this would be really terrible, but there is something really tickling my mind all along..", I said uneasily, as Dusty started to be confused of what am I saying

"What is it?", Dusty asked me confusingly, "Don't tell me its something odd, peculiar, and unexpected", He said frighteningly, as sweat pouring down his face. He didn't want any problems since from the time that he almost killed me in his own bar. As I finished that sentence, he is always poking at me, assuming that there is no problems that  we would face. I still looked blank

"DEN!! Answer me bud!", He shouted at me, this time, he really looked at me in the eye. Now that is the feeling of being uneasy and worried about something

I took a deep, deep breath before I say it, "I think we are passing and experiencing a storm here at sea..", I said, as Dusty gasped loud and started to speak...

"What!!!", He roared in shock

To be continued

A/N - The Dragon Hunt now reached 50 000 Words!!!