There is a great SNL skit, I’m sure most of you have seen, featuring Christopher Walken and Will Ferrell. It’s about a band thats missing something. The producer (Walken) has a fever, and the only prescription is more cowbell. Well thats a lot like the last few days on the boat. I’ve got a fever, channel fever to be exact. It’s the same on every boat, and at the end of every hitch.
I love running boats, and while running supply boats is a lot like being a truck driver on a regular run, it is still a lot of fun. Though at the end of the day my sailboat and a certain female therapist are really just a lot more fun.
It’s fitting that right now I want to be flying north and we have a lot of new crew on the boat who are in the process of flying north. They are of all different backgrounds and creeds, though they all share a certain affinity for flight, not to mention feathers.
Some of them even fit right in among the crew, climbing on lifts and reporting to the muster station.
Though for some the boats and rigs are less of a joyful rest stop, and more of a hunting ground. These include a variety of hawks and even peregrine falcons who have so far avoided my lens. They have however left their mark on the smaller birds, who must view these boats as rest platforms and battle fields. I really won’t post a picture of the back deck carnage from the other day, it isn’t proper. All that can be said was the light brigade and the Australians at Gallipoli got off easier than these little fellas.
I can be thankful my own migration will be less fraught with danger and dismemberment! If I had to sum it up, its a lot more like this guy, just cruising.